Pliers - the tools of lust

I am standing in front of the bathroom mirror, making myself ready for an important meeting. For a while I was considering the lipstick which I call ‘whorish red’ but I realize it wouldn’t be appropriate. All of a sudden I am overwhelmed by lust. It can happen anytime and often when I am in a hurry, like now. I am expected at the meeting in less than 30 minutes and should be rushing out. But what do I do? I become itchy and sultry and realize that I must ease the pressure in one way ore another. My nipples are stiff and erect,protruding through the fabric of my top. Right away I realize what I must do. Like in a trance I walk away to a cupboard and come out with a pair of flat jaw pliers. I stand in front of the mirror and take off the top to expose my b cups with its hard nipples. I close the jaws slowly around my left nipple and gradually apply more pressure, twisting and pulling. All the time I am looking into my eyes, focusing on them. Just as if somebody else was guiding my hand my grip of the handles hardens and as my nipple is crushed between the jaws I feel the pain building up to an extent that it becomes too much. But I still press the jaws together, flattening my nipple. Tears are flowing down my face as I crush my nipple harder and harder between the jaws of the pliers. For a while I ease the grip just to press the handles together again, harder this time.

When I go over to my right nipple my left one is hurting like an open wound and the excrutiating pain spreads through my body. I want to make my right nipple hurt even more and press the handles together so hard I feel my wrist starting to shake. I have to bite my lips to endure the pain and my eyes are blinded by tears.

When I finally rush out my nipples are hurting extremely and every move I make is very painful as my crushed swollen nipples presses against the fabric of my top. I am lucky to immediately catch a bus and I will be arriving at the meeting just in time. I chose a seat in the back of the bus and I have my briefcase over my lap. Nobody can see what I am doing and I just must rub myself. Can I get an orgasm before I get off the bus? I simply must relieve all the tension that has built up within me. Surely the people at the meeting will feel the scent and realize what I have done? But do I care? I simply cannot resist. I have to bite my lip hard to prevent me from crying out as I come and my panties are wet. Surely it must be obvious to everybody?

I put the pair of pliers in my bathroom cupboard for further use whenever I feel needy. Naturally I am longing for you to use them on my nipples and other parts of my body. Not to mention that I am just dying to feel your teeth closing around my hard erect nipples, sinking into them, making me scream from pain-filled lust... mmmmm please bite me real hard...

I'm such a horny sinful slut!

Yes, I confess that I am a horny slut. Every night when I go to sleep my mind is filled with dark fantasies and I always masturbate before I drift away into dreamland. Often I wake up in the middle of the night, maybe just after a very exciting erotic dream and I simply must masturbate again. As it is right now Master is away for long periods so what’s a girl to do? ;-)

Sex, fantasies and erotic dreams form a big part of my life. In the morning I always wake up early so I can enjoy lying in bed to masturbate even more and keep on dreaming… many vivid fantasies come to me. I always have a riding crop by my bed as Master will often want to use it on me very hard. Believe me, he does not allow any pardon when he lays on the crop with full force. When I am alone I smack myself on my bottom and thighs with the riding crop every morning the first thing when I get out of bed. When I am sore and red – and hot – I simply must bring myself to orgasm again. I try to keep from coming as long as I can to enjoy the agony of lust.

At work I often have to sneak into the ladies room to masturbate, simply ruled by lust and by my dark fantasies. Maybe I’m not always as focused as I should be on my work because of my wicked dreams. The most difficult part is when Master has explicitly forbidden me to masturbate. This is almost more than I can bear. Yes, I have failed now and then and I suppose it will happen again. Fortunately, Master will know and he will give me orders about the most severe self punishments. Until he is back with me physically so he can attend to my education into a good slaveslut himself.

Just thinking about what will happen to me when he gets back makes me crazy with lust and I’m so horny now… please excuse me, I must masturbate instantly… love and thousands of wet passionate kisses from this lustful slut xxxxxxxxxxx tina