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Tied Up

Oct. 28,2009
   Last night started out as kind of a downer, my mother had yet to go to bed and I did not want her to walk in when I was in a compromised situation. Her being drunk again was upsetting but the most upsetting part was that I wanted to begin my training with Master and I couldn't. I was anxious all day to get home and start, the thought was in the back of mind throughout the day just teasing me, I wanted my chance to pelase Master and then on top of that I was looking at slavefarm and at bdsm toys, as Master requested I do, and I was very very turned on and just wanted to get started. Having to wait, for what seemed like forever, for her to go to bed was frustrating.
   Then I proceeded to sing for Master, that definitely had the butterflies in my stomach fluttering around, I couldn't look straight into the camera while I was singing I either looked away or closed my eyes. My patience was wearing thin at this point I had the rope and clips just laying beside me, I was extremely curious as to what I was going to be doing with them and I was very excited and eager.
As soon as my mother went to bed Master told me to take my clothes off and I quickly obliged. My stomach was turning but not in fear as it was before but in great excitement. Master told me that we were going to tie my tits and although I had never done it before I was very eager to try it. At the beginning it was a bit difficult, I made the mistake of going the wrong way at first but I quickly corrected it, what I found most difficult was that getting the rope to stay in place long enough to get it tight enough. I found that the easiest way for me to get it done was bending down and letting my breasts hang down.
    Once I finally got the rope on I sat in front of the camera and waited for Master, when I saw myself in the view with my breasts tied up, my pink choker on, and my hair pulled back I was turned on by how sexy I looked. Master had me stand up so He could examine my body, it was a bit weird just standing there but what was most on my mind was, "what's next, what's next." Master had me add three pegs on each thigh and one on each pussy lip, the ones on my pussy hurt a lot but there were two on my thighs that was also hurting pretty badly. It was at this point that I just decided to talk to Master instead of type partially because it didn't seem as weird as it used to and partially because it was much easier then trying to type it all out. When Master had me sit up there was a wave of pain that radiated through my pussy. My tits were doing okay they were not hurting that badly, mainly because if I don't focus on the pain I can forget about it but when Master had me add two pegs to each I was reminded how badly they did hurt.
   Master had me lay back down and told me that in order to get the reward of answering my question I must place a peg on my clit, there was a second of hesistation but because I did not want to disappoint Master I quickly added the peg. The pain was immediate and intense, it was surge apon surge of pain, which kind of made me wet, but was about a ten on the pain scale. Master had me flick the peg on my clit which made me ttilt my head back in pain, He allowed me to remove it but I did not show how gracious I was for this privledge and so was told to put it back on. Master made me flick the clit peg again and again and again and with each flick brought a new spasm of pain, until at last Master was gracious enough to allow me to remove it, this time I told Him my thanks.
    The ties on the rope had become loose and rather then retie them at the moment Master had me play the twist the inside pegs until I think of a reward game, this did not hurt nearly as bad as when after, I can up with the reward Master told me to slap each of the pegs off, it was such an unexpected pain much worse then dragging them off. It made me catch my breath and made my back tense. Master had be retie my breast but this time made it tighter, it felt both good and bad every time I took a breath I could feel the ropes tighten on my skin, it was an amazing sensation. Master had me say, "I am my Master's slut." ten times and after which He allowed me to pleasure myself, it felt wonderful even after the peg on the clit I was still wet and when I saw my breasts wrapped tightly it just was a bigger turn on.
At the end of it I truly felt like Master's little slut and I was completely content with it all. Oh, and Master liked the choker I made, with its little bell and wants me to wear it whenever possible when I talk to Him, He also told me that the choker was all I was allowed to sleep in that night. It felt fantastic to go to sleep that night completely nude with the rope marks still on my breasts, my choker slightly tinkling, and knowing that Master was happy with me.

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