My poor little pussy went through hell last night.
It’s still killing me today, I can’t even wear jeans because of the friction on my Pussy so I’m stuck wearing pajama bottoms. Btw I’m not complaining, I’m bragging. I had a great time last night and every time I move I’m reminded of it.
You see last night I was in the mood for something rough but new. There’s only so much spanking and handcuffs I can take before my mind wanders and I want to take things further.
I went to my favorite porn site and looked up videos in the bdsm section for ideas. Finding one called “Bitch Gets Pussy Tortured” I got intrigued. I watched it and found it to be a bit too extreme. She obviously had done it before and had a high tolerance for pain. I thought that maybe my boyfriend and I could do a beginner’s type of session to see if it was something I could enjoy.
My boyfriend had me under strict orders to stay still and to keep quiet. I could only talk if it was to use our safe word.
My boyfriend parted my legs and put a spreader bar on me so I couldn’t close them, leaving my pussy open and vulnerable. He leaned over and slid his finger in and out of my pussy, getting me nice and wet. It didn’t take long, I was too excited about what was to come.
When my pussy was tight and wet he slid his finger out of me. He brought his hand up and quickly brought it down on my pussy, giving it a hard smack. My bare flesh stung and I jumped as he did it again and again.
When my pussy was burning he took a pair of nipple clamps and attached them to my pussy lips.
I gasped as they closed on my sensitive skin. He gave the chain a yank, pulling on my lips. The clamps dug in more.
He went to our play drawer in the dresser and got out a Wartenberg Wheel. He ran it along the outside of my lips. The little points dragging across my engorged lips. The sharp tingling drove me crazy and I tried to close my legs but couldn’t. He parted my lips with one hand and used the wheel on the inside of my pussy. It went from a nice tingling pain to just pain.
The skin is thinner and more sensitive there and I had a hard time keeping quiet. I managed to keep it to moans and groans. After a few minutes, he stopped. My pussy felt raw. He put the wheel down and slowly pulled off the nipple clamps. He grabbed the bedsheet and used it to wipe my pussy dry. The fabric rubbed against my raw skin.
