 |
|||
|
|
They'd been on the shelves at the hardware store. He told me to find something I knew I never, ever, could stand to be used on my tits and bring it home. He said he just wanted to see what I thought my limits were. They were something the clerk told me could be used to pick up small things off the floor. There was a two foot long flexible handle, kind of like a cable. There was a button on one end, and when you pressed it these four prongs pushed out of the other end and opened up like yawning mouth. The prongs were thin and flat and sharp. When you released the button the prongs came together, capturing whatever was in it's jaws and dragging it inside the little opening on the end. I tenatively tried one on my left nipple in the store after I popped a button on my blouse. I just couldnt take it. I bought two of them to take home.
Now here he was, taking them out of the cabinet and showing them to Ann and talking about me like I'm not even There!
"These are what I told you about on the phone, when you mentioned your saw blades. Our tit slut here doesn't think she can handle them. Too harsh for her. I'll put em right on the tips of her juggs. The teeth'll bite deep into her nip meat and almost cut though it. Then it'll drag it back into that little space, nerve endings and all. She'll go out of her head. You've never seen a girl get hot like she does. She'll be like a maniac."
Ann looked as if she'd need convincing. She knew about tenderness and sensitivity in breasts and nipples.
"If she doesn't think she can hold up under your pinchers..and she DOES manage to, I'll give her the other end of the nipple treatment. We'll see how cum-crazy she is then. We might have to strap her down."
I watched in shock as Ann used two weird looking clamps to fasten a pair of circular-saw blades to the edge of a table that was brought up close to my tits. The height was adjusted so the fangs on the blades were about even with my nipples. Then a bunch of things happened so fast I couldn't follow them.
Ann took me by the earlobes and turned my face close to hers. I could smell her sweet breath.She ran her tongue over my lips.
"This is from your friend at the office. You know, N. I just left her. She knows what I'm going to do to you this morning. She begged me to give you ....this."
This beautiful woman bit my lower lip. It was pouty to begin with but she just savaged it with her teeth. She pulled the tender flesh out and moved her head side to side. I knew then that I loved her.
Ann kind of took over. She hooked the opened hardware store pinchers onto the extreme ends of my nipples. She let go of the buttons and the blade-jaws took the last quarter inch of my nipples into their grasp and pulled the bunched-up bits of meat toward the opening the blades had emerged from. My poor nipples didn't want to go there ... they had no choice. But the openings were too small and my nip flesh spread out around the rim of the opening. The blade-teeth kept tugging at my meat. The spring was really strong. I didn't even know how I reacted.My sex juices flowed through the slatted chair seat and into the bowl underneath.
"G......OHHHHH...GODDDD. GOD IN HEAVVVVVVVEN."
Ann..she was the PainGiver to me now.. moved the table edge right under my nipples. Ann handed over the two tools to him. He pulled the pincher-cables up and out. My nipples rose and stretched...by three inches. The circular saw blades were right under the place where my aureolas ended and the white of my breasts began. Still stretched out, He pulled the tools on the ends of my slutty nipples DOWN onto the blades.
Ann was fast. A curved pruning saw blade appeared in her hands. It was three feet long and had some kind of crosscut teeth that snaggled in two directions, every other tooth. Used this way it didn't cut. It Pierced! She pressed it down into my udders just back from the other blades underneath.
He was straight in front of me, Ann was at my back. He was pulling the nipple-end pincers out and down. She was pushing the tree saw forward and backward like a side scraper. I knew I was wailing then. A whole series of little cries that didn't make any sense but I had to express "something."
"Ohhhnooo..No...no.. No...mmmmm...eeeeeeeeeeeyesssss ONMYLORDD... yesssss..YESSSS...MY TITTTTTTIESSSSS...b...bb.....AHHHH...bad titties......."
Every millimeter of skin covering my tits had been scraped away. Dragged Raw! My juggs were terribly swollen and swelling even bigger. I was carrying two slabs of fire on my chest. At the ends of each were some of the most sensitive flesh on my body and they were being raped by steel tools. YES... it was nipple fucking. They were being penetrated and punctured by implements never intended for this. For the sheer pleasure of a man and woman. And for the incredible agony... and pleasure too... of this woman who put herself in their hands. No one outside the door would every believe what was going on in here. All these things were running through my mind in a whirl of disjointed thoughts....reactions. But I was having flashes of being somewhere far away and looking back at myself in the mirror, now moved to my side. They were seeing something else, I guess. I could barely hear their voices. His.
"The whore is close to breaking. But she's fooled me before. She comes back for more. See if you can make those blades meet in the middle of her nipples. I'll pull harder on my end. I can get another inch or two out of these nipples."
And Hers.
"You forget I'm an expert in tits. You'll get three inches or more out of them. WORK AT IT! Let's get her nerve endings exposed. Nipples. GOD, look how long they are when you stretch them like that. Give me the Exacto knife! I'll strip down these nips."
I howled and tried to cum. He slapped me hard three or four times.
"You cum and it's over, bitch. No more fun. We leave your tits alone. We tie you up and leave you here and she and I go in the bedroom and fuck each other half to death. We leave the door open so you can hear us."
I whimpered and pleaded with them to keep going til they were pleased with me. I sobbed in submission. Ann began scraping the edge of the knife along the hard, extended...Ohhhhhh so extended..tops and sides and bottoms of my nipples. A breath of air on them was like molten lead.
P....p...leeeeeeeeeeeeease. i'm a teasing tit whore....and..... and..."
Ann went back to acting like I wasn't even there. Just a piece of meat. Meat to be hurt.
"I brought the horsehair gloves in my bag. I left them out in the rain and sun for a month in case I needed them for something like this. I've got a larger pair for you. Between us we can do something to her I've never managed with a woman before. We'll go after her milk glands. They're so damned slippery, protected by the meat of these big tits. Tits you've been making bigger. This girl's more than an E cup now. You like them BIG, don't you! Well, we get to her milk glands, you'll see big tits. You'll go crazy over them."
I could only see him through teary eyes. And they barely focused now. I had never seen a man so excited. His lovely cock projected out of his pants.
" You're incredible, Ann! Her fucking milk glands. We can crack them. The slut would like to have them torn. Maybe we can mash them."
I was trembling out of control. What defense do two poor breasts have against four strong hands in hard gloves. And they were about to take on one breast at a time. I clasped my hands down in front of my pussy. I wanted to touch it so bad. But I wrung my hands together so my elbows pushed my tits up higher for them. They were shiny with sweat. Sweat and the clear fluids that almost poured out of their wretched skinless surface.
And then it was so quiet. I should have known. I mean, the way I was displaying my tits for them. I was like a mute challenge. I heard somebody say it.
"Ten".
And the other voice.
"Yes. TEN. Ten of the hardest you can. The razor strop has a lot of oil in it. It'll swing well. TEN. Let me see how deeply you can bruise them. Right down to her rib cage. Hit her arms too."
He had the leather in his right hand. I pushed my tits out higher, farther.
sssszzzzzzllllAKKKKKKKKK.
My whole torso jerked down. My head fell forward. She pulled it back by my hair. Brutally. He striped my tits again. and again. The edges of the lash raised ridges in my raw titmeat. It tore away tiny layers of me. I screeched.
"MORE..... MORE GODDAMMIT..lash my whoretits. Hurt them for the men I teased ....I taunted today. My tits have to.... have to..... Ohhhh pleasetheyhavetohaveit."
Nobody spoke. Ten. Done. I was hiccuping sounds I couldnt understand. Every muscle was rigid. I was almost catatonic with need. I could only whisper.
"cum..... please let me cum. I'll do anything. You take me up here and you leave me and you keep raising the cruelty and my tits have taken everything you have and you WON'T LET ME CUMMMMMMM." His voice was very close to me.
"You know, Ann, once we've done her milk glands maybe we should let her get off. It could be exciting to witness. Let's think about it. Now give me those gloves."
|
|
|