Lady in Waiting (5)
The Dinner Party
The day of the party dawned, I felt rested and refreshed, although feeling
extremely sexual, it must be that milk, something in it, I thought. I was not
required to do any housework. I was to report to my Masters at 9am, I was
informed via a memo on the table, "for fittings". As I walking towards the
reporting area, I wondered if it was the dress for tonight that was going to be
fitted.
Of course they had other plans. Once again I was strapped to the dentist
chair, among words of warning, to be on my best little cunt behaviour, Matt was
explaining just what would be fitted. I was to have my right labia pierced and
fitted with a Commanders claw and ball emblem. I saw no way out of this. "We
are not going to numb it, we want you to feel every bit of pain, embrace it and
love it!" Matt was showing me the needle, and the long pair of pliers he was
going to use.
Spread out, I could see him, marking the spot with a marker. He was taking
his time, making sure I was aware of all that was going on around me. Errol,
applying the pliers, and then stretching my labia, nodded to Matt. I held my
breath. Then I felt it, slight pressure at first, building up to searing pain,
as the thick needle worked its way through my labia, from outwards, inwards,
being helped through, by a little rock climbing hammer, the noise
frightening...horrifying!
I was bleeding; Errol was lapping it up, loving every painful squirm, with his
tongue. As the needle broke through to the other side, I began to scream, in
both agony and fear and utter shame. My eyes watering, screams dying in my
ears, Matt was telling me to look, he showed me the emblem. It had a large,
heavy looking disk on it, with Latin writing. "The weight of this little lovely
will stretch your labia. Any member of the group, who sees this, knows what you
are for and will use you accordingly", Matt was grinning evilly.
"You may now rest, your clothes will be brought to you, closer dinner time."
With that, he applied something to the fresh piercing that made me jump, if it
were not for the restraints, I would have hit the roof! I could still see the
needle stuck in my labia, twitching with every shudder. Slowly, very slowly the
needle was removed, stinging all the while. Errol had the ring and disc,
beginning to insert it, but without a care, hurting causing more pain, more
blood, more shame....
