Lisa's Submission - Part III

Master sits on the bed beside her and gazes at her body. He gently fondles her garter belt and slowly runs his hand down her stomach and inner thigh. He spends a great deal of time teasing her. His fingers pass by her aching vagina. He doesn't touch it but feels the sticky wetness it is producing. He can smell the musky scent of her arousal. He strokes her breasts and lightly pinches each nipple and rolls them between his fingers. Lisa pulls at her restraints and moans at his touch.

Master leans down close to her ear "it's time to play a game Lisa", he whispers. Master describes the game to her. The game is simple, he will masturbate her clitoris with his index finger as long as she can reach it. He will keep lifting his finger higher and higher, she in turn must push up with her hips to keep in contact with him. She will have to work hard if she wants an orgasm.

"I'm going to add some incentive for you to perform Lisa", he states, "do you remember your favorite nipple clips?" Master was referring to a pair of spring loaded nipple clips with small sharp teeth that she had worn before. A knot forms in Lisa's stomach as she hears the clips in his hand. She remembers the sharp sting they produce in her nipples and how they eventually cause a burning sensation to radiate throughout her breasts and chest. The springs are relentless and cause the pain to slowly intensify until it is unbearable. She knew she would only be able to endure them for a short time.

One at a time Master sucks on each of her nipples to enlarge and harden them and then gently installs each clip. Lisa fights to control her breathing as she starts to feel the heat from the pain they are causing. Knowing how painful the clips are on Lisa's nipples, Master promises to remove them once she climaxes for him.

Satisfied with the positioning of the nipple clips, Master starts gently massaging Lisa's sex. She gasps and pushes against his finger. The contradicting sensations of pleasure and pain make her feel dizzy. He continues to stimulate her for a few moments and then pulls his finger slightly up and almost out of reach. She pushes in to the mattress with her bound hands, struggling to lift her hips. It is difficult but she manages to maintain contact. "That's it, reach for my finger Lisa" he says in a hushed voice. Her Master continues to stroke her wet sex, slowly teasing her closer to orgasm. Lisa's nipples are burning and her chest is heaving as her breathing intensifies. Slowly he continues the game of raising his finger as she in turn arches her hips higher and higher off the bed. He is watching her carefully. Having lifted her hips as far as she can, she is frantic for sexual relief. She is straining to keep her hips in this position. Her nipples are on fire. Sensing she has reached her limit, he makes her hold this position as his finger continues to stroke her. She is almost at a climax and is straining and pushing. Her muscles ache and her nipples burn. He makes her hold, more, longer...she starts to shake and collapses to the bed as a blinding climax washes through her.

As she lay panting on the bed, Master removes the clips and gently massages her aching nipples. He strokes her cheek and tells her she is a good girl. He then unclips her wrists which are still behind her back and re-secures them to the two restraint straps above her. She is now stretched in a spread eagle position, still unable to see through the tightness of the blindfold. She hears the familiar tinkle of Master's belt buckle...

To be continued...