The Fetish Archives #2 - Play Piercing
I should start by saying that I hate, hate, hate needles. Because of my thyroid disease, I'm subjected to an abnormal amount of human pincushioning and I hate it. I purrsonally hate pain, cannot eroticize it, specifically the pain associated with a needle being inserted anywhere into my body.
But I love play piercing slaves.
Ah, the feeling of a needle breaking into the delicate skin of the penis... the picture above illustrates the beginning of a long scene involving needles. My little devil horns were to illustrate just how hot it was getting for that slave that evening. It was late and he had arrived late (something I detest as I'm incredibly punctual) and I was annoyed. Sitting around in my vinyl catsuit, a new box of needles in my hand. Because of the issues involved I generally never kept a large supply of needles in my dungeon - I didn't want anyone to find them and think I was up to no good (especially when my purrposes were quite innocent - relatively speaking) - so I had to procure them for this evening specially.
Sitting there, fully encased in shiny black pvc, toes tapping on the cold dungeon floor. Finally, finally he arrived. Luckily (in this case) atmosphere meant nothing to this slave, he was only interested in the raw pain of the needles in his skin. No buildup, no special lighting, no music (except whatever I happened to be playing in the background), no incense. In other words, none of the things that usually make my sessions intense.
Just raw pain.
I placed a length of plastic underneath him and tied him down just because I always do - a slave in pain may lash out at me and this barrier of rope has saved me on several occasions - and then got right down to business. Starting with his cock, a long line of needles piercing horizontally down its shaft. Then moving to the balls, the remainder of the box being inserted, one by one, each one causing him to draw in his breath and take in the air slowly, his heart to speed up, and his skin being to moisten. Endorphins enveloping his body.
In his case, he stays in this position for about an hour. Then it's needle removal time! I instructed him to take a few deep breaths, then I hold the skin taut and quickly begin to pull out the needles in rapid succession. It's a final burst of pain and intensity (not to mention dexterity and aim - I have to get those little suckers back into a cardboard box as I pull each one out), and as the last needle is liberated I instructed him to grab his cock and masturbate, giving him purrmission to cum. Little drops of blood everywhere, and the sensation when his sweaty, salty hand touched his bloody cock caused him to cum almost immediately.
Looks soooo innocent in the picture, though, doesn't it?
Katja Minx
www.katja-minx.com
But I love play piercing slaves.
Ah, the feeling of a needle breaking into the delicate skin of the penis... the picture above illustrates the beginning of a long scene involving needles. My little devil horns were to illustrate just how hot it was getting for that slave that evening. It was late and he had arrived late (something I detest as I'm incredibly punctual) and I was annoyed. Sitting around in my vinyl catsuit, a new box of needles in my hand. Because of the issues involved I generally never kept a large supply of needles in my dungeon - I didn't want anyone to find them and think I was up to no good (especially when my purrposes were quite innocent - relatively speaking) - so I had to procure them for this evening specially.
Sitting there, fully encased in shiny black pvc, toes tapping on the cold dungeon floor. Finally, finally he arrived. Luckily (in this case) atmosphere meant nothing to this slave, he was only interested in the raw pain of the needles in his skin. No buildup, no special lighting, no music (except whatever I happened to be playing in the background), no incense. In other words, none of the things that usually make my sessions intense.
Just raw pain.
I placed a length of plastic underneath him and tied him down just because I always do - a slave in pain may lash out at me and this barrier of rope has saved me on several occasions - and then got right down to business. Starting with his cock, a long line of needles piercing horizontally down its shaft. Then moving to the balls, the remainder of the box being inserted, one by one, each one causing him to draw in his breath and take in the air slowly, his heart to speed up, and his skin being to moisten. Endorphins enveloping his body.
In his case, he stays in this position for about an hour. Then it's needle removal time! I instructed him to take a few deep breaths, then I hold the skin taut and quickly begin to pull out the needles in rapid succession. It's a final burst of pain and intensity (not to mention dexterity and aim - I have to get those little suckers back into a cardboard box as I pull each one out), and as the last needle is liberated I instructed him to grab his cock and masturbate, giving him purrmission to cum. Little drops of blood everywhere, and the sensation when his sweaty, salty hand touched his bloody cock caused him to cum almost immediately.
Looks soooo innocent in the picture, though, doesn't it?
Katja Minx
www.katja-minx.com
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