First Breast-whipping And Needle ExperienceI was 23 at the time and had an interest in bondage and such, but hadn't really done anything. I read a lot of magazines and books and realized it was a turn-on but I had no idea how to experience such things. I had met an older man and had told him about my interests and fantasies about it but he said nothing more about it so I put it out of my mind.
One evening I was visiting his apartment. We had been out but we had not yet been intimate, and he had never even seen me naked or even topless, so I was very surprised when he told me to take off all my clothes and get completely naked. After a moment's hesitation I started to pull my blouse over my head. It was very tight and he helped me. When my breasts fell free, he pulled hard on my nipples, using them to jiggle my breasts. Once my blouse was off, he pulled me to my feet by my nipples and told me to take off my skirt and panties, but to leave my shoes. I did so, and soon I was standing naked before him. I felt shy as he stared at my body as if he were sizing me up, especially since he was fully clothed. It made me feel even more naked. He examined me in great detail, making comments as he did so. He lifted my breasts and let them drop again, over and over, seeming to enjoy the way they shook and jiggled. He stretched my nipples out as far as he could, crushing them between his fingers. He spread open my ***** and ***, putting his fingers in both.
He told me I had the biggest nipples he had ever seen and said they would be wonderful to torture. I asked him what that meant and he said he would tell me later. He put me into a chair, all the while talking about my huge nipples. Once I was in the chair, he tied my wrists behind me and tied my ankles to the chair legs. My legs were wide open now and I could not close them and my chest was thrust forward because of the position he had tied my wrists in. He pulled on my nipples again until they were stiff and then he methodically began slapping the sides of my breasts with his hands, and then the tops, and underneath. They were starting to get pink and he stopped and slapped my ***** a couple times. I couldn't move so I had to just sit there and let him do it.
He stood up and took the belt off his pants. I thought he meant to take his **** out and have me suck it, but instead he swung the belt and it landed on my left breast, leaving a red mark. I cried out and jumped. He swung the belt over and over, whipping both breasts with it, making them jiggle and jump like crazy. He told me he couldn't wait to whip my big fat nipples and he made sure his next belt strokes landed directly on them, sending my breasts flying out to the side. The pain when he would hit my nipples directly was incredible, and he would pop the belt so the tip of it would be what made contact with my nipples. He would hit first one, then the other, back and forth, seemingly endlessly, but in reality was probably only a few minutes. After my breasts had turned pink and my nipples were on fire, he decided that was the time to snap a clothespin on each nipple. I screamed out then, it hurt so much, and he stuffed my panties into my mouth as a gag, and then put tape over them. I tried to free myself from the chair but I couldn't, and he laughed, telling me that my efforts were making my floppy **** jiggle more than his belt had. He flicked the clothespins that were on my nipples for a bit, sending waves of pain through them, and finally took them off. it hurt more when they came off than it had when they were on and I screamed into my gag.
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He went around behind me and when he came back he had a small box of hypodermic needles, still in their packaging. He explained that they were sterile and unopened, and that he was going to stick them into my breasts and nipples. I bucked like mad trying to get out of the chair, shaking my head from side to side and he just chuckled watching me. He reminded me that I had been curious about all of this, and was I going to be curious forever or find out once and for all?
he began to stick the needles into my breasts, one by one. The pain was not very bad. The needles were sharp and my skin was stretched taut, so they went in so easy. But when he took my nipple and stretched it forward, and then slowly pushed the needle horizontally through it, the pain was hot and intense. Then he put a needle through my other nipple as well, and played with my nipples, pinching them. He said it was his favorite torture, needles in the nipples. He said mine could take a lot more needles, but he would go easy since this was my first time.
He whipped my ***** for a while with the belt, and my thighs. He left the needles in and after a while, they didn't hurt anymore, but started to feel good. I had the strangest sense of euphoria settling over me and my face felt flushed and warm. He knelt before me and started to finger my **** in slow, gentle circles. In only a little over a minute I was climaxing, and it was more intense than any ****** I had ever had in my life.
He released me after that, allowing me to pull the needles out myself. That was all I experienced for the first time, but it was definitely enough to get me hooked. Now my fantasies always include some form of breast torture and I love being fully restrained...
darkdesiresaz 26-30, F 10 Responses 16 Jul 31, 2011