Hailey stood nervously on the hard ground outside, legs spread far apart. Her nipples were clamped as usual, and she was holding the chain connecting them in her mouth, pulling tightly on the tender flesh. Her hands were cuffed behind her back and attached to a chain from her collar. Spread out in front of her were wicked looking little tacks.
"Let us see how well you can handle the whip Blondie. Hold yourself up – if you fall, you'll land on those tacks and I don't have to tell you that they hurt! And if you let go of the chain in your mouth, you'll feel the whip on your pussy."
Watching her tits rise and fall with nervousness, Nick blindfolded her, and covered the tacks with tarp and soft blankets. He took up a leather tawse and laid the first blow, almost unbalancing poor Hailey. With an effort, she straightened herself and took the next few bravely, her legs shaking with the effort to stand still. When her ass was red and welted, Nick stopped. He picked up a fierce looking wooden paddle. One hard blow, Hailey gave an agonized shriek, dropped the chain and fell forward.
Instead of the pricks of a thousand tacks, Hailey felt soft blankets. Her scream of rage was met with laughter from Nick – he so loved to fuck her mind!
Like the time he had used the self same tacks to quiz her on current events. He had made her watch TV news for a whole week. One day, he tied her tightly to the center table with legs wide apart, and sat next next to her with a box of tacks and a little vibrator.
"This is the game, Blondie. I will ask you questions and if you give me the right answer, you get a little kiss from Mr. Buzz here. If you are wrong, a little tack will attack you. At the end of the game, I'll turn you face down and fuck you"
Hailey groaned at the terrible pun, but was far more in fear of the pain that she was sure would come her way – especially when she was pressed down on the ground with all the tacks she was sure would be embedded in her tender flesh. Unfortunately for Hailey, she was right about the tacks. Her answers were more wrong than right, so that the pleasurable buzzing of the vibrator visited her far less than the sharp little tacks sticking lightly to her breasts, stomach and thighs.
"Are you ready for your fucking Hailey?" Hailey eyed him pleadingly but was untied and led to the rough carpet on the ground. Nick forced her down on her hands and knees, and buried himself in her pussy. He had positioned the tacks carefully so that not a single one was pressed into her soft flesh in this position. Hailey came in sheer relief, in spite of Nick's laughter.
And then there was the time when Hailey was on her hands and knees as usual. A stiff posture collar attached to a butt hook kept her head and back straight. Stiff gloves supported her elbows to keep them from bending and her ankles and knees were spread wide apart and attached to bolts on the floor. Three clamps attached to her nipples and clit had a thin metal chain connecting them, hanging down below her body. Nick lit a tall candle and sat down next to her to give her a science lesson.
"Blondie, I am going to place this candle right under the chain. Now this chain is made of metal and metal conducts heat. So if I don't remove the candle, certain pleasure points in your body are going to sing to the flames."
Hailey stared at him in horror – he really wasn't going to burn her, was he?
"However, if you manage to make me cum fast, then I will remove the candle before it does any lasting damage."
So saying, he placed the candle directly under the chain with the flames barely touching the links. Then he buried his cock in her mouth. Hailey licked and sucked hard, using all the tricks that she had researched and learned, but Nick was in no hurry to cum and was enjoying his slave's desperate efforts. Hailey was sure that she was going to be burned to a crisp, imagining the heat of the metal on her most sensitive parts. Amazingly, this only made her pussy wetter, a sight that Nick noticed with a grin. He waited a good fifteen minutes before he finally came in her mouth, and Hailey sighed with relief. But Nick made no move to remove the candle, even though she could feel its heat.
He removed the posture collar so that she could look down. Well, the candle was burning alright, but it had shrunk so that the flames were nowhere close to the chain. Hailey had been in no danger at all. She growled in anger and frustration, but could not deny the orgasm that came with barely a stroke of Nick's clever fingers.
