Heather in Haven Five

August 12th, 2014

Heather stood still in the familiar playroom while Jules examined her nipples and the small rings pierced through them. She was proud of herself for being diligent with their care and was surprised at how quickly they had healed. Even Olivia’s playful flicking of them had not irritated the piercings and had only served to stimulate her. Even the thought of it produced the tickling sensation between her thighs. Heather sighed and waited patiently for Jules to finish her evaluation. Behind the piercing artist, Mistress Victoria stood by the door, silver chains dangling from her hands.

Tonight, Heather wore a black corset that rested under her breasts, with red rose vines sewn into it. Ruffled layers of short, black tulle beneath the same black sateen and sewn in rose pattern made up her skirt. It reached only a little down her thighs, just below her very bare bottom. Her black boots traced up her thigh, giving a few inches of bare skin below the skirt. Her black collar bore the single silver ring at her throat, waiting for the chains that would run to her breasts.

Jules nodded her head and flicked each of the rings a few times, sending chills through Heather’s body. She gave Heather an inquiring look. “No discomfort?”

“None at all.” Heather gave her a shy smile.

Jules pinched each ring between her thumb and index fingers and pulled them slowly and firmly. Heather drew in breath as she felt her stomach tighten and the tingle between her legs turn moist. Jules released them. When Heather opened her eyes, she could see concern on Jules’ face.

“It’s okay,” Heather said. “I don’t mind pain.”

Jules brought her fingers up to her mouth and played with her lower lip for a moment as she considered Heather’s breasts. She took the rings between her thumb and index fingers again, pulling out slowly. Heather breathed in, feeling the pain from the pull and the urgency swelling between her legs. She imagined Jules, still pulling, kneeling down to place her face beneath her tulle skirt.

After a few minutes, the pain began to turn sharp. Heather did not think that Jules would actually do anything to harm her, but the pain was becoming unpleasant.

“Pink.”

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