Ruined cum. Pain – the top and bottom of it.

 

As a fully-fledged pain slut, Wifey can take a lot and of course, I can give it. The other day I had real fun filming a session of what I call, end-to-end torment; top to toe torture. After all, why just focus on a slave’s balls or arse or nipples when you can have it all?

 

I couldn’t wait to get my cruel hands on his prostrate body – but it wasn’t only my hands that gave Wifey such a hard time; my dungeon has so many instruments of pain I hardly knew where to start.

 

The session began with Wifey prostrate on my torture bed. His arms and hands were strapped down and I tightened up the leather belts around his chest. Tight, but not too tight as a I don’t want him to stop breathing – not just yet anyway.

 

I checked that Wifey’s chastity cage was well and truly locked into his cock. Yes, it was all in place and that dick was going nowhere. His balls were nicely swollen and of a lovely shade of purple as a result of the tight metal bars holding them firmly in place. Of course, I couldn’t help but to tease the taught skin of his ball sac with my long fingers and nicely sharp nails.

 

And so dressed in my short leather skirt, leather top and boots I began Wife’s pain session in earnest. First I attached my infamous nipple clamps – lovely steel pegs attached to the overhead bar on the bed and suspended by strong chains. There was a yelp from Wifey as the clamps were attached to his vulnerable nipples but this was only the start. The yelps became gasps of pain as I hoisted the clamps by turning the ratchet on the bar. As the clamps were lifted, his nipples of course stretched to bursting point and all you could hear was a cry of pained anguish.

 

With his top half in pain, it was now time to turn to his lower bits. I ordered him to spread his legs apart – and encouraged him to obey with a few well aimed taps on the testicles. What came next was a surprise – for him a nasty one. I lubed up my electro-dildo and shoved it up his arse.

 

My electrics are not for pussies – well for male ones, they are. I turned up the dial to 11 and his arse tube filled with agonising pulses of pure pain. His groans filled the dungeon air – music to my ears.

 

With his bum getting the full electro works, I turned my attention back to his nipples. Hoisting them up high again but this time giving him a little soothing therapy – a rubbed my ample tits into his face and whispered sweet nothings that made me sound sorry for what I was doing to him. Wifey knows that I don’t mean it of course. All adds to the bitchy teasing that I enjoy. On, off, on off – each time the clamps were removed, more severe pain.

 

I gave his sore balls a nice licking with my tongue but remembered to keep pulling on the chains to make his nipples stand to attention. Think of me as a sergeant major of pain.

 

It was time to add something to the torture experience. I sat astride Wifey’s face and ordered him to lick my panties. I sat hard on his nose and mouth so forcing him to gasp for breath. Being a merciful domme I lent forward to release his cock from the chastity cage. Off came the metal bars and on went my fingers. I started to give the poor dick a bit of special wank.

 

After all this TLC (tender loving cock torture) I decided to up the ante. Time for a bit of nettle play. I grow my own nettles in such a way that their sting becomes much more potent than usual. It’s nature giving something back. With my gloved hand, I rubbed the nasty nettles into his hardening cock. A nettle sting comes in waves – not unlike an electric shock. Wifey groaned loudly as nature’s stings got to work coursing agonising torments through his lower body. Enjoying myself even more now, I wrapped the luscious nettle leaves around his cock and wanked it hard. Agonised cries filled the space around my torture bed – as his orgasm grew he didn’t know whether to plead for me to stop or beg for me to continue. That’s exactly as I like it.

 

But I hadn’t finished with him yet. I gave his cock and nice rub with something from a tube. What was it? Soothing cream? Not a bit of it! It was heat rub meant to sooth a sore back. Imagine the mixture of sensations: prickly pain from the nettles, deep fiery heat from the gel and the desperate need to cum. Wifey’s legs, and his whole body was shaking with mixed emotions – my two favourite emotions. Yes. Agony AND ecstasy.

Watch the clip here

https://iwe.one/Vo44J

 

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