Reaching the Limit

She looked up at him from her kneeling position at the end of the dungeons bed. She was already stark naked, and he stood above her in his work clothes. He ordered her there at lunchtime, claiming he would be home 'early', but not specifying when. Not wanting to risk him coming home and finding her elsewhere, she had knelt there for nearly 2 hours before she heard the front door open.1

She remained silent, as he expected, waiting for order, or a sign. Instead, he pulled out a needle. Noticing the sudden fear in her eyes he gave her the reassuring smile that always told her she was safe, no matter what he did to her. He had been her Master a long time, and her friend even longer. She knew she could trust him with her life, and she knew he wouldn't inject anything dangerous into her. Still, it didn't stop her from being afraid as the silver point pierced her skin, and he whispered "I found some new toys today, my pet"2

He walked out without a word, signaling her to stay where she was. She remained in her kneeling position, questions flying through her mind. This time she only had to wait half an hour before his return, though, to her, it felt like many hours had passed. This time, he too was naked, carrying a black cloth bag.3

"You enjoy the pain I inflict on you, don't you, my dear"4

Quickly she nodded. He had never found a pain too much for her to bear. At least, not one he could inflict without causing serious damage, something he refused to do. She often found herself wanting more, the painslut she was. Physical aches were immensly pleasurable for her, moreso than a gentle caress at times. He knew all this, but today, he beleived he may have finally found a way to furfill her, prehaps even to force her to give in, without sending her to the hospital to do it.5

He walked behind her, and stuck a small pin into her skin. It only went in a little bit, not even drawing blood, but she found herself screaming, more from shock than anything. It had hurt far more than it should have. She looked up at him, bewildered.6

"W-What did you do?" she asked, quivering and yet, extremely excited.7

"It's a drug I got hold of today from the Mark, you know, the doctor at the club. I've been trying to obtain it for awile. When used in healthy people, it causes heightened sensitivity, as I assume you just felt. I'm sure the next prick wont come as such a shock?"8

He pricked her with the pin again, in the shoulder this time. Expecting the feeling this time around, she moaned softly, writhing under it. Her area became wet in anticipation, enjoying the pain she felt from just this simple act. He pricked her again, moving in a line from between her breasts downwards. When he reached her cleanly shaven pussy she looked nervous. Quickly he stabbed it in just below her clit and she cried out, in both enjoyment and pain.9

He placed the pin away as she gained her breath. Her nipples were hard, she was dripping, and he hadn't even begun yet. She was full of anticipation, she wanted this.10

He smirked as he looked at her. She looked as if she had just been released from nipple clamps. Reaching into his bag he pulled out a set of clamps, joined by a chain which held a small decorated cylinder in the middle. The clamps had teeth and were able to be tightened. Her eyes lit up as he held them before her face. She began to writhe and wimper as he attached them, her breathing becoming heavy. They tore into her soft flesh, the pain emphasized by the drug coursing through her system. She could feel the adreneline rush kick in as he began to slowly tighten the clamps.11

Once he had tightened them to a point he was pleased with, he dropped two weights into the cylinder, listening to her yelps as each reached the bottom, tugging on her aching breasts, threatening to tear the clamps clean off.12

"Now, we have experimented with pain... lets see what this drug does for pleasure."13

She smiled as she heard this, standing quickly when he ordered her up.14

"Lie on the bed, spread eagle"15

She lay as he told her, shivering at the cold metal as he chained her arms and legs to each post. The cool air on her exposed pussy sent a shiver up her spine. She heard the dull, familiar buzz of a vibrator. However, as it entered her, she let out a shocked cry, squirming and begining to moan.16

"I assume it works just as well on pleasure" he chuckled after hearing her reaction. He began to lick at her clit, making her struggle to keep still as she let out high pitched 'moans', unable to control the feelings coming over her. She knew she was not allowed to cum until Master commanded it, but she couldn't hold it back. After no more than 30 seconds she becan to scream as she came, the feelings shaking her as she felt ready to black out, the vibrator still attacking her soft skin.17

Pain bit into her as she came down from the climax, realising he had grabbed the chain and was tugging it hard.18

"I'm sorry Master" she whispered futily as he began to tighten the clamps further. She knew she had done wrong. But as the vibrator continued to pound at her she struggled not to let go again. Suddenly he flicked the clamps, causing her to scream as he finished tightening them as far as they would go. She breathed heavily, her chest heaving, as she tried to control the many extreme feelings within her. However, through it all he could see clearly in her eyes, she wanted more.19

"You're a greedy painslut, aren't you?"20

She nodded hungrily, groans forming in the back of her throat.21

He pulled hard on the chain, "Scream it for me, whore!"22

"Yes! I'm your horny, greedy, painslut!" she cried through the pain23

He got up, going to his bag again. The vibrator continued to pound her aching pussy as he began to slide something cold and smooth into her ass, almost like a metal dildo, but larger.24

"Be a good girl, and you wont have to find out what this is" he smirked. But she wanted to know, she wanted whatever it was so bad, nothing could hold her back anymore from taking anything he could give. 25

He felt the same, he wanted to test his new toy. He intended to push her over. He teasingly touched her clit a few times, but thats all she could take, shrieking as she jolted and groaned under the influence of another climax.26

She felt both releif and disapointment as he took the vibrator out.27

"You're weak, couldn't even hold yourself back from a few touches." he scolded.28

He moved to flick a switch on the long metal shaft, and suddenly she felt her skin stretching. She moaned loudly as small blunted studs shot out of the poll, back arching as she tried to control herself.29

"They aren't that sharp dear, this is sharp"30

He flicked it again, and she cried out as spikes came out of the studs, tearing into her swelling skin.31

"There's one more setting, slut. Don't make me use it" He smiled. Unchaining her, he ordered her to stand. She struggled more than she expected, her body weak with agony and exhaustion from the multiple orgasms and the movement disturbing his new toy. She yelped as two more weights were dropped into the cylinder, the clamps tugging at her, but her nipples almost numb by this point. 32

"Please me, whore" he commanded, holding his throbbing dick to her. She knew what to do, kneeling before him and taking him into her mouth. She wrapped her tongue around him, suckling on the juices that escaped. As she began to suck, she felt something strange scrape across her back, causing her to arch it. Still, she knew the concequences of stopping an act Master ordered so she fought to keep herself attached to him, despite what felt like a million little pins sticking into her.33

Her master began to groan, his knees buckling under him. He lay on the ground, her above him, continuing her onslaught with her tongue and lips. With a long groan, she felt him shoot into her mouth, as she took great care to swallow it. Suddenly, those pins found their way around her neck and dug into it. Coming up from his now limp dick, she cried out, squirming to pull herself away from it.34

It let go and he brought it before her face. A glove covered in small spikes.35

"Stand up, and bend yourself over"36

She did as he commanded, her torso paralell to the floor and the cylinder on the clamps hanging down painfully. She winced as two more weights were dropped into the container, not feeling more than the pressure of it anymore.37

A harsh sting struck on an ass cheek as he slapped her with the glove. He slapped her again, and she struggled to remain standing. He began to spank her, holding to a fast, steady rhythm. Each time it felt as if many pins were sinking into her skin, and it stung badly. The strikes also caused the metal rod to move, the spikes digging into her, ripping her. Eventually she just couldnt stay standing, and fell to her knees, much to his disgust.38

"What do you think you're doing?"39

"I can't do it Master, I'm sorry..."40

At this, he snarled. He picked up her small trembling form and threw her on the bed, quicky rechaining her, spreading her body across the bed. She shook in fear of what he would do now she had so obviously fought him, but at the same time, felt an excitment she could barely comprehend. He put a blindfold over her eyes, tying it tightly.41

After minutes of silence a sharp crack sounded from between her legs, hitting her clit and sending her crazy with pain. He had gotten out his whip. Again the crack sounded, landing dead on her clit, sending her screaming. She had never experienced pain such as this and she writhed and squirmed as she came again. He noticed, but ignored it, as he landed the whip upon her tender skin again and again, smiling as she screamed, loving the sound of her voice in torment.42

This is what he had waited so long to acheive, this agony and yet, absolute pleasure, as he could see in her face and between her legs she loved this as much as she hated it. She cried out, experiencing something she had never felt before, a pain that was almost too much for her. But only almost. 43

After lashing it a few more times he dropped the whip, letting her catch her breath. "Oh my God" was all she could say, over and over, as she tried to recover from the immense shock and her aching, throbbing, raw clit.44

He dropped down and began to tend to her clit, licking and sucking on it, touching her skin comfortingly. He tasted her fluids as she came again, not even trying to hold herself back anymore. That was unacceptable, but he decided to let her calm down before he dealt with it. 45

Moving up to sit on her stomach, he played with her nipples, noticing they had turned purple from the lack of bloodflow. Clamps that are tight enough hurt more when taken off, he thought to himself. 46

"You came twice just then, without premission."47

She nodded, breathless48

Looking down at the chain, he decided to take a risk. Loosening the clamps slightly, he then took hold of the chain and ripped them off, feeling her buck underneath him, screaming in agony. Her nipples were bleeding and she lay there, wimpering, but he knew she was ok when a moan escaped.49

"Enhanced feelings or not, I wont tollerate your insolence." he demanded. She nodded, knowing what she had done wrong but too full of adreneline to care. But he would make her care, oh how he would make her, he thought to himself.50

Leaving the room for a few minutes, he came back to her open, dripping, pussy. Without warning he thrusted his now recovered cock deep inside her. He fucked her hard, slamming himself inside her warmth, as she moaned and wimpered. The feeling of their bodies pressed together, both sweat covered, was amazing to him, and along with her beautiful, agonized, voice, it didn't take long for him to be near cuming. However, he had more self-control that she had learnt in all her time with him, and he held himself off as he slammed his stiff member into her, tearing at her fragile skin. 51

She squirmed, moaning like the painslut she was, as he broke into her. Finally, he gave himself up and came inside her. He continued to thrust as long as he could, hoping to make her bleed from the rough treatment alone, and when she climaxed, and he pulled himself out, she seemed to be.52

"What do you want, bitch" he yelled at her, knowing he was begining to reach a physical limit in the pain she could take pleasurably.53

She layed in silence, panting, for a minute or two before she answered. She wanted more, she knew that, but the pain was worse than anything she had experienced before, and she was afraid of giving premission to go further. She knew he was concerned, and wouldn't continue if she asked him not to.54

"Well? We haven't got all night to wait around for the likes of you, skank. Spit it out" he finally urged.55

"More... I want more..." She finally whispered.56

He smiled, leaving the room once more to retrieve what he had left there before. Pulling the whip, now knotted with shards of metal, from its spot above the fireplace, he was pleased to find the leather had heated as much as the metal, unable to be touched for long. He made his way back into the room.57

"Scream, and you'll feel the third setting of that poll in your wide ass" he threatened cruely. He knew her screaming added to her own enjoyment.58

Suddenly he lashed it down upon her sopping pussy, aiming the first strike perfectly between her slightly opened lips, hitting her clit with one of the shards. Almost against her own wishes she screamed in agony, the pain coming through her voice clearly. He almost hesitated to strike again, until he saw the liquid pouring out of her pussy, and he knew she had come once more. Smiling, he began his lashing.59

Her screams were endless, yet enjoyed by both parties, as he mercilessly attacked her, the cuts and burns showing clearly on her pale skin. He felt himself get hard again and held it on as he tore apart her tender pussy, her screams becoming music to him.60

Finally, he dropped the whip, exhausted, but she continued to scream as tears streamed down her face. Leaning forward, he flicked the final switch on the poll, sharper spikes shooting out of the earlier ones, piercing her skin at each interval. Through the blood and welts covering her pussy he could see her precious white liquid, continuing to flow freely. 61

When she finally calmed down to heavy cries, he removed her blindfold for her to see the mess he had created. He stood before her, rubbing his stiff member. As he came a final time, he shot his load over her pussy and chest, soothing her broken skin. 62

Unchaining her, he left her there to recover, mumbling to himself, "Bitch wont beg for more so quickly now".