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We met via one of the alternate life style message boards. Chatted a few times via email and then started our string of dates. Our dates first began at neutral locations until she trusted me and also desired my full attention, then we started meeting at her house or mine. The date described below is true. The waitress thing was not planned and I really should not have let it happen. Who knew the girl was going to be so rough? The waitress thing never happened again, but we did have other women who made it known they were hot for my date because of her tortured situation at the time of the encounter. This type of mental control is hard on both people. In fact we became so addicted to each other that both of us managed to mess up our lives and loose our jobs because we were so wrapped up in each other to the point where a torture induced orgasm was the sole point of our lives. My date and I had to move away from each other and break off all contact so that we could get our lives back together. This mental/physical bond we shared was so strong that I have not dated another woman in 4 years. This date was our 12th date of 58... I arrived and she was sitting naked and silent on her bed as commanded. I kissed her softly on the neck and then went and drew her bath. When commanded she entered the bathroom and I bathed her. Soft touches in all the correct areas and she reached a very gentle orgasm. After drying her off, I lead her to the bed and begin a warm body lotion message. Slowly I worked the warm lotion over her entire body waiting for her to respond by opening her legs and forcing herself against my hands. Soon she was gently rocking back and forth on her hands and knees with my hand fully inserted inside her and my mouth and tongue working every square inch of her cunt and ass. She came again after, requesting permission to cum in a whimper. I kept my hand as deep as I could inside her until her contractions ended. I then began the sensual process of dressing her for the evening. Each of our previous dates had been focused on buying the underwear stockings and evening gown for this date. Each item of clothing represented a different date and a higher level of pain. Once dressed: I brushed her hair, helped her with her makeup and helped her apply her jewelry. In the mirror I watched her face as she reached that level of sensual need that tells a man that woman wants him. I commanded her to the couch to wait I as showered and readied myself for the evening. Upon command she rose and I kissed her softly on the neck and between her breasts. I worked my kisses up her right arm, along her shoulder to her ear. Softly sucking on her ear lobe I asked her what she wanted. She gently pulled away and went to her purse and withdrew a set of alligator clips purchased on our first date. I reminded her of the evening's events and that the alligator clips were sharp and would be harsh on her for that length of time and once applied she could not remove them. She put one back in her purse, turned to me and said please. I responded with a nod. She removed her left tit from her gown and applied the alligator clip to the nipple. Her body shuddered slightly and she drew a short sharp breath. Once she had recovered she presented her tit to me and I asked her to put it back inside the gown. It was obvious that the clip was there and in its current position ruined the look of the tit within the shear fabric of the gown. I walked up to her and turned her around to face the living room mirror. I then began softly kissing the back of her neck slowly working my way down to that point on her upper back she so enjoys. Once there I told her to reposition the clip. I could feel the shudder through her spine while my tongue was against her back. I told her it still was not correct and she reapplied the clip again. I had her do this twice more. She was close to coming but knew she couldn't until much later. When I was satisfied that the tit looked perfect under the gown, we departed. During the drive to dinner I reached for her left hand and gently French kissed her palm and sucked deeply on one of her fingers. She whimpered but knew to say nothing unless asked. I knew she enjoyed the soft kissing of her hand and my little quick licks of her palm excited her. I could see her right nipple was about as hard as her left. Over dinner we discussed her work, her day, and we laughed about little things. She smiled sweetly at me as we finished the main course. I asked if she wanted desert. She stood and walked around behind me. She bent over and whispered in my ear that her left tit was killing her and softly kissed my ear. I reached into the breast pocket of my suit and handed her a small envelope made of very fine paper with her name printed on it. I then told her to sit down and read it. She sat down, opened the envelope, pulled out the business card size paper and I watched her eyes grow narrow and her breath shorten as she read the directions. She stood, reached for her purse, and softly asked if I would order her desert. She returned, kissed me on the back of my neck and her voice was wanting and deep as she said thank you. She returned to her chair and sat down. The head of the syringe needle was squarely dead center in her right nipple. The needle was two inches in length and as commanded, she had inserted it straight into her tit from the front of the nipple. She ate her desert in silence. At one time she looked up at the waitress and realized that the waitress was trying to figure out the issue with her nipples. The waitress looked at me and I asked the waitress if she had a piercing. She smiled with a quick laugh and said yes. I asked the waitress if she would mind taking my date to the ladies room and checking out my date's modifications. The young lady smiled gave me a strange look and left. I asked my date to tease the waitress by loosening the halter strap to her right tit just enough so the waitress could see the needle from above. The waitress made two more visits to our table in such a way as to see my dates tit and nipple. A short time after her last visit and glance, she returned and asked my date to follower her to the restroom. They departed. I drank my Turkish coffee, ate some more of our desert and waited. My date returned, said nothing to me as she sat down. I could see that she was lost in that submissive region between pain and orgasm. In the car on the way to the theater, I asked her if she had come. She said no but had been very, very close. I asked her what had happened in the restroom. She uncovered her right tit and displayed it to me. About two inches back from the needle pierced nipple there was a ring of very purple teeth marks. My date told me that the girl had bitten down so hard on her tit that she could feel the needle in her tit pass across the girl's teeth. The girl then sucked and squeezed my date's tit until blood flowed from the nipple. The girl came and then just released my date's tit and left the stall. I asked how the needle felt being inserted directly back through the nipple. My date told me she had to set on the toilet, squeeze her tit very tightly in order to penetrate the nipple from the front and keep the needle moving straight back into the tit as commanded. I asked her how her left nipple felt. She pulled the gown back to reveal a black and blue mess. She explained that the waitress had twisted the alligator clip at least three times around in a full circle. As blood began to flow from her right tit, the girl had forced my date against the wall and held her there by her severely twisted left nipple then drew my date's foot up on to the toilet seat, straddled my dates knee and humped herself to orgasm as she sucked and bit my date's other tit. I took my date's hand and began French kissing her palm. She leaned back with her right hand passing gently over both her tits and nipples. I asked her if we should go home. She responded with a confused look and quick why. I told her that I should have been more careful watching over her, the damage to her tits being way more than had been inflicted on our other dates. She stared at me and asked me softly to pull over to the side of the road. I stopped the car. She looked at me, took the clip on her left nipple and asked me to tell her when to stop. She rotated the clip until the nipple was wrapped in flesh and her tit had been twisted almost a full revolution. She could twist it no more. Her body was jerking back and forth, her breath was short and quick, her face contorted from being very close to orgasm. I told her that if she came I would never date her again. There was a moan. I told her not to release the clip. She stared at me. Her eyes narrowed and she slumped back in the seat. I pulled back into traffic and for the next several minutes she just stared down at her twisted tit, not releasing a fraction of the twist. A block before the theater I let her release the clip. She gasped as her tit and nipple unwound and she slumped forward against the seat belt and began breathing in rapid quick jerks. She turned to me and begged me to let her come. I said no. I commanded her to put her tits back into the halter of her gown. The play was one and half hours long with a 15 minute intermission. Now my date knew what was in her purse and had seen the gift wrapped package in the back seat of the car, so she was completely baffled when nothing happened in the theater. While seated, if she felt I was not paying attention to her, she would pull my arm back against the needle in her tit and hold it there until she started to shudder. She always let go to stop herself from cumming. In the lobby as we came in, during intermission, and after as we were leaving, it was obvious that some people were staring at her tits but I gave her no commands. Waiting for the car to be brought around I held and kissed her hand. She looked at me and wanted to say something. So I asked her what she wanted. She kissed my ear and said, "Pleease." I responded by kissing her full on the mouth and then whispered in her ear, "No, or the date ends now." Once in the car she laid her head on my shoulder as we drove to a coffee shop along the beach. Nothing was said, only light gentle kisses passed between us. In the parking lot of the coffee shop I had my date open her present. The box contained a 9 inch long 3 inch diameter tempered glass dildo, a harness to hold the dildo, and two 2 inch long tethers attached to two small clover clamps. She opened the card, read the commands and then said thank you and kissed me. Once in the coffee shop we took a place at a back table, ordered our coffees and listened to the live entertainment. A friend of mine with his submissive wife arrived on their "date". I motioned for them to come over and sit with us. I gave my date permission to talk to my friend's submissive wife and he granted his wife the same permission. He and I share some outdoor sports so we started questioning each other about our activities. Just before we were about to go I asked my friend if his wife would do my date a favor. We discussed the favor and soon his wife and my date left for the ladies room. When they returned he and I were by the door, so we said our good byes and left. My date slowly and carefully walked to the car. I asked her, as we approached the car, if she would be able to sit. She responded with a yes. A few minutes after we had driven away, I commanded her to display her cunt. She pulled up her gown and spread her legs to reveal two cunt lips tethered by clover clamps to the base of the dildo and both her short small cunt lips were stretched to the max and were holding the glass dildo deep inside her. I asked how the tempered glass dildo felt, and she began panting. She recovered and informed me that the glass felt much better than anything she had felt inside her before. I asked about the butt plug and she informed me it was fully inserted and fully inflated. I asked about my friend's wife and my date replied that my friend had pinned his wife's tits to her chest to form somewhat of a natural bra that forced the nipples to point straight down. He then had placed a 2 inch nipple stretcher on each nipple. Each stretcher had a small barb-less trout fish hook soldered to it so that the sharp end penetrated directly up into the end of the extended nipple. Apparently, as my date explained, my friend's wife loves this torture. I asked my date how the penetration of her cunt and ass went. Her breathing drew short, she looked at me and said that she did not cum nor did my friend's wife, but that she had had to make my friend's wife stop her orgasm with additional pain. I asked how so? She presented her needled right tit and I could clearly see where the needle had penetrated many times through the skin about a half inch back from the nipple very close to the bight marks. I commanded her to show me. She grasped her right tit tightly, withdrew the needle about an inch, tilted the nipple and slowly drove the needle back into her tit. She paused with the needle stretching the skin of her tit up into a sharp pyramid and then held it there. You could clearly see the tip of needle just ready to pierce through the skin. She stared at me. Her eyes narrowed, her breath shortened and she was nearing orgasm. Then just before she reached the edge she shoved the needle trough and then smashed her hand back against her tit driving the needle into her chest. There was a short sharp yelp and then she bagged to cum. I said no and she released her tit and fell forward against the seat belt. The glass dildo and the butt plug hit squarely home and she began to scream at me to let her come. On her third scream I grabbed her hair, and slowly forced her backward and twisted her head around turning her face towards the passenger side window. When her neck could rotate no more and she was twisted in the seat and couldn't move, I asked her if I had her attention. She softly said yes. I held her like this until she said she was sorry. I then let go of her. She adjusted herself in the seat. I asked her to open her purse and show me which device she should like to use to prevent her from cumming until we got to her house. She chose the remaining alligator clip. Sobbing and without a command from me, she leaned back, spread her legs, and applied the alligator clip to the hood of her clit. She yelled, "Fuck!!" and jerked her hand away but immediately it went back to remove the clip. I grabbed her by the hair and softly said, "If you remove it the date is over." She kept repeating, "Fuck please let me take it off. Fuck please let me take it off," over and over again until finally she was just softly sobbing. Tears were running down her face Back at her house, I pulled into her garage. She was sobbing and lost in that sub state. I let her remove the clip on her hood. There was a gasp but nothing more. We entered her house and, as arranged, she took me to her basement. Before each date, I have her cruise the internet to find tortures she may enjoy. She gets to choose one for the date and that torture is always the last one of the date and the one where she gets to orgasm. The orgasms, while getting ready to leave on the date, take the edge off so that she feels satisfied, wanted, and can hold back during the tortures of the evening. In the back of her mind she always has the her own mental picture of that last torture. She is constantly thinking "Oh God, I want it but can I take it?" In the basement she had tethered two vice grips to a board she had nailed to bridge the jam of a door. She stood in front of the device and I began kissing the back of her neck and her right ear. I whispered that vice grips are probably faked in most of the shots on the internet and are probably applied without being clamped down to maximum pressure. She drew a breath and arched back into me as my hands released her breasts from the halter of the gown. I squeezed both and found blood running from the cap of the needle in her right tit. While she stood there I slowly undressed her until she was in stockings only. While gently sucking her clit I removed the dildo but left the butt plug. Each time she came close to orgasm I slapped her clipped left tit and she would pull back from the edge. I worked my way up her body with short light kisses that kept her breath short. I then drew most of her right nipple into my mouth and withdrew the needle a small distance with my teeth and then chewed harshly on the nipple so I could feel the steel under her skin against my teeth. I kept her from cumming by twisting her clamped left nipple. When her knees bent I would lift her by the clip on her left nipple and my teeth on her right one. When the needle was completely removed I removed the clip from the black and blue mess that was her left tit. We French kissed deeply and passionately for some time. I love to kiss this woman as much as I love having my tongue in her cunt. In fact, I had grown to crave her. She whispered into my ear that she was going to hang herself by her tits with the vice grips. She was going to apply the grips as far back on the nipple area as possible and then clamp then. She would then kneel until she was hanging by her tits. We broke our embrace and she turned to her device. She showed me that each vice grip had been set as tight as possible. I told her to loosen each three turns or the pain would not let her close them, they should be set to snap shut. She did as commanded. She hesitated for just a moment and then the first grip closed fully on her right tit. She gasped and then screamed. Her hand was still on the grip but she did not hit the release. She danced and shouted, "Shit! Shit! Shit!" for some time and then settled in to a deep crying. I asked her if she wanted to stop and she sobbed no. I asked her why. She sobbed that she wanted to cum. I told her she could release the grip and it would be over. She looked at me. She was standing there with her tit tethered to board by a vice grip and she was in very deep and real pain and she softly told me that if she stopped I would leave without cumming inside her. I said that is true, that is our deal, but you can come now if you want and the pain will be over. Her hand reached for the other vice grip. She asked me to kiss her. We embraced and our tongues went as deep as possible into each other. I could feel the vice grip swinging from her tit and she was moaning in pain but her kiss was deep and passionate. She withdrew her mouth and said, "My darling, please, the other one, do it for me please." I said no. She bent her head to my shoulder and I could hear her moan, "Oh god. Oh god!" for a short while. She gently moved away until the tether stopped her. Both her hands we shaking. The vice grip was against her tit ready to close when she asked me to hold her to prevent her from falling. I walked behind her and held her at the waste and placed my tongue in that sensual place she loves between her shoulders. When the grip snapped shut she screamed. Only once, and then she started murmuring, "Please, please, make me cum." I moved between her and the door. The ends of her tits were crushed, the nipples a very deep purple and red. I began to undress. I took my time and she watched sobbing. When only my pants were left she started to kneel. Her sobbing stopped as her tits began to pull tight and then stretch. Slowly she lowered herself until she could descend no more. Her knees were still an inch or so from the floor with her feet out behind her. She was gone, gone deep into that other world. As I approached she opened her mouth. I could see that each of her small tits were now stretched even with her shoulders and were flat against her chest. I took her long hair and pulled her head forward and tied it to one of the tethers so I could easily face fuck her. While I was knotting her hair, her mouth found my cock and she worked her way down until her nose was buried in my pubic hair. I am only average length so it not hard for her. She couldn't face fuck me, the pain was too great, so she just held me in her mouth with a strong suction and let the vibration of her moans bring me to a climax. I pulled back before I came and ejaculated into her mouth. She is not to swallow until directed. I sat down in front of her and looked at her. I told her to swallow and she did. I asked how she felt. She moaned and said she was okay and that she really liked being hung this way and that the sharp pain was gone. I asked her about my friend's wife. She hung there and began to tell me the story again about the breast and nipple torture my friend had developed for his wife and how much the woman enjoyed going out like that. She was getting turned on again and I was getting hard so I asked her to wait. I walked over to a wall mirror and pulled it down. I propped it up in front of her and she gasped. What are you thinking I asked? She whispered that she looked like some of the women on the internet and now she knows why they enjoy this type of pain. I want you to make yourself cum I said. Without you fucking me she asked? Yes I said. Will you still fuck my ass and fist fuck my cunt after? I said yes. Will you date me again? I said yes. She told me the pain was too great to cum without stimulus. So I told her to describe how she would like to be tortured along side my friend's wife. Her face formed a sensual stare and she started panting but didn't speak. So I spoke. I told her that I would pin her left tit to her chest so that the tit was as stretched as far down and as flat as possible. She started gasping for air and her body started short little jerks against her tethered tits. I told her I would then stretch her left nipple by driving a needle down through the tit and out through the end of the nipple, then I would clamp the sharp end of the needle and tether it to an alligator clip on the hood of her clit. She began jerking and gasping, she was close. So I approached her and whispered in her ear, don't you want to hear the rest. She jerked a couple of times against her tits, took a breath and said, "God yes! Please yes!" If I draw your nipple downward against the clip on your hood you will bend to relieve the pain. To prevent that I will drive a barb-less fish hook down through your right tit, out through your nipple, and the up through the left tit and nipple of my friend's wife and we will hang you both by that hook. She started to cum again but I softly told her that I not finished. She whimpered and drew back from the edge. The whole time I am torturing you my friend's wife will be sharing your pain, kissing you and you kissing her. Each feeling the others response to pain. My date was gasping now and begging, "Please! Please! Please!" I told her to think about cumming as my friend's wife grabs the tether to your nipple and hood and pulls hard as she buries her tongue deep into your mouth and as your hand pulls down hard on her nipple extender. My date came, as she did, her eyes were wide open looking at herself in the mirror, her mouth was open as if being kissed, her tongue searching for another. Her orgasm was deep and violent, her body jerking hard enough to stretch her tits to the point where her knees touched the floor. When she was done she hung limp against her tits breathing little gasps of air. Her cum had covered her thighs her clit was still extended. I approached her, she said, "Darling, thank you, please take me from behind, I want you." I asked her to stand because her tits were stretched way out of natural proportion. I helped her up. The end of the vice grips dropped to below her navel, about three inches further than when we had started. I stood behind her and started kissing her neck. I told her she could remove them but she gave no response. Then I saw her staring in the mirror and looking at herself. Her hands dropped to each breast and raised them until she could see the total damage done to each. She leaned back against me and started shuddering. It was a small short orgasm. I continued to kiss the sides of her face, her ears, her neck, her shoulders. She asked for her purse. I handed it to her and returned to gently kissing her again. She pulled out four 6 inch needles. I continued kissing her and watching. It took some time but she succeeded in pinning her left tit to her chest with the vice grip hanging straight down from the end. I could feel the shocks of pain jump through her body as each penetration of a needle was completed. She then released the tether from the board to the grip on her pinned tit. She started backing up against me until her right tit was stretched tight. She swung her hair back and asked me to pull her head backwards pulling her further back against her tit. Her mouth met mine and she handed me the tether to her pinned tit. I took it and began to take up slack. Her fingers were buried deep inside of her and as we kissed I stretched that tit as far as possible, her orgasm was tremendous to feel. When are breathing retuned to normal, she asked me to cum in her ass, she knew I was ready. She moved forward so she had slack enough to bend over. I released the air from the butt plug and removed it. She didn't even moan. I slid my cock inside her ass. She grabbed my hand and brought it to the tether again. I grabbed it and started pulling her backwards by her pinned tit. She began cumming again. I fucked her as violently as I could. Both of us were making deep guttural animal sounds and we were both lost in another world. I really wanted her to know how much I crave her. My orgasm was tremendous and as I was cumming she backed into me as hard as she could to ensure my sperm went deep and stretching the tit still tethered to the board in a very violent fashion. Looking at herself in the mirror she came with me. I moved her forward to reduce the strain on her tits but she stopped me and asked me to stay inside her and hard. She moved my hand to her right tit and started backing up against me. Her tit stretched tight and then I felt her fingers in her cunt move against my cock in her ass. I reached up and grabbed the vice grip. I needed a slight twist to release it. As I twisted it, she starting murmuring, "Pull my tit off. Please pull my tit off." I snapped the release. The nipple had been clamped so long and was so distended and flattened that she felt no immediate pain but she did cum. I pulled out of her and backed away, she stood there looking at the mirror. "My tits and cunt and my ass are yours my sweet one," she said. I told her to remove the grip and needles from her tit, while watching herself in the mirror. There was one needle that she had inserted nearly the full length of her tit. It was the last one she removed. I watched her masturbate with that needle. She would pull the end up into her tit and then drive the end out through another area. She was lost in another world. By torturing that tit with a needle and watching herself in the mirror she came again. With the last torture complete she didn't want to come down from that other world. She walked back to the board with the one dangling vice grip and brushed it against both her tortured tits. She shuddered and then slowly dropped to all fours and offered me her cunt. My hand penetrated deeply in one thrust. I worked my hand under her uterus and found the opening to her cervix as she stayed rock still. Once I had her uterus in my hand she went into that other world and within minutes she started a series of small but intense orgasms, which were close to seizures. The next morning I found her looking at her severely bruised tits in the bathroom mirror and masturbating. We kissed as she came, and then I left. A few days later she called from work and asked for a next date, which of course meant she had found a another interesting torture. END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 47