I awake to black, I'm confused, disoriented. I can feel the soft silk covering my eyes. I'm still blindfolded. My mind starts to slide into focus. I can feel the leather cuffs around my wrists and ankles tethering me, spread eagle, to the four poster bed. I test my bonds pulling on them. They don't budge. My jaw aches from being forced open by the ball gag you used to shut me up.
I hear footsteps, smell your cologne, I know it's you. I hear you chuckle, your velvety smooth voice echoes off the walls.
"Is Daddy's little cunt awake?"
I whimper in affirmation, knowing words will fail me due to the ball gag in my mouth. My pussy aches and throbs in anticipation. You chuckle again and I feel something cold slide up my slit and come to rest on my clit. I gasp in surprise at the chill, I instantly know it is my favorite bullet.
"What a dirty little slut you are, your pussy is always ready and wet for me."
You slap my breast again and another moan escapes from my gagged mouth. I feel your weight shift hear your footsteps move away, I struggle against my bindings crying out for you not to leave me again, I am so upset i almost don't feel your fingertips caress my pink skin, a momentary relief from the pain, next a sharp pinch and twist one of my nipples making me cry out.
You know the pain only makes me wetter more alive, more animalistic. I feel you step away and again I whimper.
Then it starts. I feel the folded leather of the crop roaming my body. You rub my nipples lightly with it so that they start to perk; then CRACK! I whimper as you strike my perfectly round breasts.
1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9, 10 I count in my head. 10 each.
I feel your hands run over the reddened flesh, then I feel cold metal across my skin and I try to pull away, to no avail you have me tied tight. I feel you grab my right nipple first, with no mercy, I feel you pinch it, the flick it, and lick it, all to make sure it is good and hard. I moan and gasp as i feel the cold steal of the clamp grace my nipple. I whimper and then I feel you slap my pussy hard, it stings.
"Thank me cunt, thank Daddy for the clamps."
I moan and manage to whimper, "Thank you Daddy," my words muffled by the ball gag.
"What was that I can't hear you?" as you apply pressure to the chain now attached to my nipples.
I cry out as loudly as I can muster "Thank you Daddy"