Asked by Anonymous
I actually have considered it, several times. I love piercings and have several, and I often feel the urge to get more. What I think prevents me from getting my nipples pierced is how much I love having them played with. I have a play partner who has hers pierced and while they are beautiful and beguiling, they can’t be manhandled or clamped or really abused, and I love all of those things too much to risk not being able to withstand them. Thank you for the compliment, and I share your sentiment.
It had always seemed to Fortis and Little that celebrating the last day of the year was more important than staying up to ring in the new one. This year they stayed in to play with Toymaker and his pretty, Alta. Their friends came over bringing gifts of paddles and rope, hand-made goodies that had been tried and perfected before being presented them for use.
The girls wore skimpy clothes as requested…Alta had on fishnet stockings and a tiny patch of a tight miniskirt that hugged her ass, with a silky grey tank that clung to her large breasts and sometimes betrayed the pretty piercings underneath. The little one wore a very short, twirly black skirt with black garter stockings that showed, and a sweater with a very revealing knit and nothing underneath, and pigtails. The boys were pleased, and the girls fixed food and cocktails according to their requests…reaching up into cabinets and squatting in front of the refrigerator to “accidentally” reveal their warm, bare asses. Cards were played, parts were pinched, bulging jeans were groped.
After they had drawn out the pretense of a civilized party as long as possible, and the tension of not touching had reached its peak, they laughingly agreed to move upstairs to try out the new toys.
In the play room there was a low futon and a low, armless chair. Alta’s clothes were promptly removed, and she was ordered to kneel. As the Toymaker began winding Alta’s gorgeous breasts into a corset, she pulled Fortis from his pants and coaxed his cock from his boxers. Little sprawled on the floor, taking pictures of them and laughing.
Fortis left to get his favorite toys, and Alta and Little kneeled together, cooperatively using their tongues and lips to wet the length of Toymaker, sucking and licking together, sometimes forgetting the penis in front of them and just kissing each other. Collecting a fistful of hair in each of his hands, he firmly brought them back to the task at hand. Fortis returned with a flogger and cane, and proceeded to tap the girls with the cane as they administered to Toymaker’s hard cock.
When he was satisfactorily hard and wet, he pulled away and ordered the girls to ready Fortis’ cock as well. Fortis handed the cane over, and Toymaker hit them as they began their job; the girls moaning through full mouths as the cane stung and striped their skin. Alta and Little perfected their teamwork, alternating between cock and balls, slurping and smiling and bumping heads as Fortis groaned above them. Finally he pulled away and ordered Alta to climb up and kneel on the low chair…she did as she was told, hugging the back of the chair, arching her back and exposing her warm, wet center. He proceeded to flog the pale skin of her ass, as she offered it up, framed by the fishnet stocking garters.
Little stood watching, her arms crossed behind her back, and Toymaker grabbed her from behind, threading his arm through hers, pinning them firmly behind her as she stumbled to stay upright. He reached around and pushed her panties aside to see how wet she was, and murmured with pleasure in her ear when he discovered her sopping. He pulled her sweater up to squeeze her breast hard as she watched Fortis begin to finger Alta. His grip on her tightened and Little groaned as Alta cried out that she was about to come—Fortis immediately took his hand from her greedy cunt and switched back to flogging. Toymaker whispered dirty things in Little’s ear and pinched and pulled at her squirming body while he forced her to watch the Alta be alternately whipped and fingered. He cupped her chin to yank her head back and growled in her ear: “Do you like that Little Slut?” She just closed her eyes and smiled.