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Tommy smirked as he watched her open her mouth to show him all the cum, and then swallow it all down. “Good girl,” he said, running his hand through her hair and tucking a strand behind her ear. He noted with a bit of amusement the way she squirmed just a bit and held her thighs tightly together, obviously needing to relieve herself.

“Now, be a doll and clean up all this mess on the floor,” he told her as he hung the washcloth up, just out of her reach. “Then you have permission to pee.”

He stepped back, his arms crossing in front of him. “And use your tongue.” He knew she was obviously a very kinky, dirty girl from the way she had eagerly drank his piss, and nevermind that she had used her tongue to clean up his cum off this same bathroom floor just the night before! He couldn’t help but want to know how far she was willing to go to please him, to see just how depraved his little fuckdoll could be...
 
Anna whimpered, clenching her thighs even more tightly against the strain to urinate. She had expected something like this, but that didn’t mean she was fully prepared to do so, only for the simple fact that if she didn’t hurry up and complete the task she’d probably lose control of her own bladder. Tommy was asking increasingly more naughty things from her, and Anna was enjoying stepping out of her comfort zone like this, finding more things that turned her on while also learning what made Tommy tick. Just last night she had licked his cum off the floor and she really had no arguments about doing this for him; it was no different and she was eager for another taste of her new favourite treat.

She lowered her face and painstakingly cleaned every inch of tile with her tongue. His urine had cooled in the short time she’d been sucking him, but the flavour was still there, so the temperature made little difference to her, though of course she always preferred it hot from the source.

Tommy stepped back and leaned against the vanity to oversee her chore and make sure she completed it to his satisfaction.

Anna was trembling with fear that she wouldn’t be able to hold her own pee, thighs quaking with the forceful clench of her pelvic muscles. When she had sucked up the last few drops she could find, Anna raised her eyes to meet his hopefully.
 
He stood there and casually stroked his cock as he watched her suck his piss off the floor. It was incredibly arousing to watch her do such a thing.

“Good girl, now go pee,” he said to her, satisfied with the job she had done. It was such a rush to see her so willing to please him. These were desires he didn’t even know he had deep within himself, and he was eager to explore them with his kinky little pet.

He washed his hands as she quickly moved to relieve herself. When she was finished, he led her back to his bedroom, where he donned a thick, black bathrobe, and then produced a smaller, white one for her to wear. Somewhat dressed, they headed for the kitchen, and enjoyed fixing a light breakfast together; nothing too crazy, coffee and bagels.

When they had finished eating and Tommy was refilling Anna’s coffee mug, he announced his plans for the day. “I’d like to take you shopping here in a bit,” he explained. “But there’s something I want to do with you first, and I’m going to need you to trust me. Completely.”
 
She couldn’t deny that she was curious.

Anna paused with the napkin to her lips, carefully fanning away some leftover crumbs from her breakfast.

She raised an eyebrow in question and asked, “and what would that be?”
 
Tommy smiled slyly at her as he leaned against the counter, sipping his coffee. He set the mug down.

“It’s a surprise,” he replied, stepping towards her. He produced a black bandana from the pocket of his bathrobe as he came up behind her. Holding opposite corners, he flipped it over itself until it made a wide band, and he held it in front of her face, obviously meaning to blindfold her.

“Do you trust me?” he said, his words hot in her ear.
 
Anna didn’t need to consider it at all. She did - there was no question that she trusted Tommy. She didn’t know why, but Anna trusted him with her life. Any man who didn’t judge her and continued to love her after she licked piss off the floor was a keeper.

Anna raised her hands and grasped his wrists between her fingers. She wordlessly directed him to wrap the blindfold over her eyes before she said “I trust you,” very clearly.
 
“Good,” Tommy replied, and wrapped the makeshift blindfold around her head, tying it firmly behind her head, and then helped her to her feet.

Down the hall he guided her, and into his private studio. He sat her down in his tattoo chair, and sat himself down on a stool in front of her.

He kissed her deeply, and used velcro straps to bind her wrists to the arms of the chair. He smirked as he whispered in her ear. “It’s too late to turn back now...”

A moment later, he was wrapping new straps around her thighs, spreading her wide before him, and binding her in place...
 
Her heart was pounding.

When he had guided her down the hall she didn’t think much of it but when he pressed her down into the chair and bound her wrists, Anna knew something intense was about to happen. It wasn’t bad enough that she had no range of motion in her arms, but when he bound her thighs, too, Anna got a little nervous.

That didn’t mean she didn’t trust him.

“Tommy?” she asked softly. “Please. Please tell me what we’re doing?” She entreated, turning her head back and forth from one side to the other to try and gauge his location. His large hand stroked through her hair and cradled her face and Anna relaxed just a bit.

Tommy wouldn’t hurt her.
 
She was completely at his mercy. He did his best to soothe her, before pulling open the fabric of the robe he had clothed her in, exposing her completely to him. She begged him to tell her what was happening. He just smirked to himself, as she would find out all too soon.

He eyed her bared body, and licked his lips. Fuck, she looked delicious, bound there to his chair. He fell to one knee beside her, and cupped a breast; his mouth descended upon her nipple, and he suckled her bud to hardness. The moan that escaped her lips let him know she was as ready as she was going to be.

He already had the tools at the ready.

“This might sting a little, but only for a moment,” he promised, as he applied a clamp to her nipple, and a second later, the needle and ring pierced through her taut bud! He kissed her lips after she gasped, and within moments he was performing the same procedure on her other nipple, suckling first and then piercing through, leaving her with a diamond-studded ring hanging from each nipple.

His hands traveled down her body then.

“One more,” he said...
 
She only whined a little as he pierced her nipples. She could have said no after he pierced the first one, but Anna wanted to make him happy. She didn’t quite know how she felt about them just yet, had never imagined herself with them, but she didn’t hate them - even though she couldn’t actually see them. They hadn’t really hurt, more the anticipation than anything and the lack of her other senses.

She was still thinking about her two new pieces of jewelry when his words slammed into her.

One more?

“Tommy,” she haltingly, feeling her thighs tense once more in anxiety for what he could possibly mean, “please tell me you mean my bellybutton...”
 
“Hmm,” was all Tommy replied at her query. He considered her belly button for a moment, and knew that would look good on her, but his eyes strayed lower, to between her forced-wide thighs. He smirked as he watched her squirm in anticipation.

“Sit still,” he said, as he prepared the piercing needle for the next procedure. He leaned over and kissed the top of her head. “I love you,” he whispered. “Thank you for letting me do this.”

He got down on his knees between her thighs, and leaned forward, licking her pussy up and down, the flat of his tongue focusing on her clit for a minute before pulling away. He could see her horny little bud throbbing with desire. Between his fingers, he pushed together the skin of her hood just above her clit. He wiped her down with an antibacterial wipe, and then applied the clamp where he wanted her new, tiny little curved barbell to pierce her.

“Take a deep breath,” he said. When she released it, he pushed the needle through, and the barbell with it, and then it was done.

“Perfect,” he said, unfastening the blindfold and looking into Anna’s eyes with a proud smile.

He turned the chair on its swivel, so that she was facing the nearby floor-to-ceiling mirror on the wall.

“What do you think?” he asked her.
 
Anna braced herself, toes curling around the edge of the leather chair as Tommy worked her clit to full arousal with his tongue.

Her hopes on a bellybutton ring were dashed and Anna was kind of scared, but she trusted Tommy. His hands were practiced and confident. He knew what he was doing.

That didn’t mean she didn’t bite back a scream when he shoved a needle through her lady bits, air leaving her in a pained, foreceful exhalation, but also a gush if wetness over his chair covering. It was over before she knew it though, and Tommy was spinning the chair around and removing the blindfold.

She squinted in the bright light, trying to regain her bearings.

Here eyes were drawn first to the steel bars in her nipples. She wanted to pluck at them, but common sense told her she probably shouldn’t just yet. They were perfectly aligned, running horizontal through her pebbled nipples and the steel
glinted beautifully.

The barbell in her clit was the kicker, though. The little love button was throbbing insistently, but the cold steel distracted the eye from the general pinkness of the area and gave her a bit of an edgy look. It hurt, but that would pass, and Anna did love pain.

She also loved knowing that Tommy had marked her this way; an enternal symbol of his ownership.

She smiled.

“I actually love them. I didn’t know how I would feel, but I do. I love them baby. But fuck, that last one made me so wet. Fuck, knowing what you were going to do felt so intense but knowing that I’m going to be wearing around your little present all the time makes me so horny,” she admitted, giggling.

It was true - arousal was gathering in her pelvis. She didn’t know if it was a good idea or not with her new piercing, but Anna was in a wicked mood.

“Why don’t you remove those straps on my thighs and I’ll wrap them around your waist as you fuck me instead?” She invited.”
 
Tommy smiled as she gushed about her new jewelry; she was quite happy with what he had done to her. He smirked at her open and brazen declaration of arousal and horniness. He was standing behind her, admiring her body in the mirror. He leaned down and his mouth found her neck.

“I think I’m gonna leave you right where you are for the time being,” he said, his intentions obviously naughty as his hands began to explore her body, teasing her as she wiggled against her restraints. He knew her piercings would still be tender, of course... but that would just make them all the more fun to play with.

His hands cupped her breasts from either side, squeezing her flesh gently at first, but slowly working their way towards the newly decorated peaks.

Watching themselves in the mirror brought on a whole new level of kinkiness to their play. Tommy’s deft fingers teased around her nipples, before gently tweaking them between thumb and forefinger to guage her response...
 
Anna's head thumped back against the chair at Tommy's declaration to leave her bound and spread for him. She hadn't told him yet, but the memory of their first foray into bondage had given her several beautiful dreams. Her clit ached at the ghostly feeling of that overstimulation, but she loved being restrained at his mercy like this. Before, it had seemed like a punishment.

Now, Anna was happy to submit that to him, especially with her genitals freshly pierced just the way he liked it.

His fingers on her nipples arched her spine - she was so tender! It was unlike anything she'd ever felt before. The moan she released was long and loud as he played around with her sensitive buds and she met his eyes in the mirror.

It was sexy being on display like this.

Tommy could see every single movement of her body from his vantage point over her shoulder.

She wanted to reach back and take his dick in hand and stroke him out, but the cuffs guaranteed that what happened now was all up to him.

Thinking about his dick now suddenly gave her one hell of a wicked idea. Just as he'd just pierced her most erogenous little centre, she wondered what it would feel like for cold steel to brush her insides on every thrust. That image made her gasp in desire, and Anna had to know.

"What do you think about cock piercings?" Anna wondered out loud.
 
Tommy smirked at Anna’s question. “I’ve certainly considered getting something down there,” he replied. He had done his research before, although he had never pierced another man’s dick. He chuckled a bit as his hands started sliding down her belly, rubbing along her thighs. Her moans were like a drug to him. “I don’t know if I could do it on myself, though.”

His fingers found her sopping wet entrance, and he gently probed within her clenching walls, careful to avoid the hood piercing for the moment, studying her body as she writhed in bound pleasure. The barbell would provide a new and different sensation when toyed with correctly against her clit.

He knew she would be quite tender and sensitive so soon after the piercing, which was exactly what he was counting on as the fingers of one hand dug deeper inside her, and the fingers of his other hand brushed over the small curved barbell, rubbing the steel ball against her throbbing clit...
 
“Unghhhhhh fuck!” She shouted, hips rising at that stimulus. When her bum came back to rest on the now warm leather, Anna was trembling with a silly smile.

“Oh, you have to do that again,” she said. “That feels awesome. But I guess I meant that someone else would do it - I know it’s probably hella intense to even thinking about doing your own dick piercing,” she laughed. “Just thinking about how it would feel inside me...”

Her eyes fluttered closed and she sucked in a deep breath.

“Heavenly... it would feel soooooo good, Tommy.”
 
“I’m definitely considering it,” Tommy replied, his mind running through the different piercers he knew in different tattoo shops and wondering who he would call to do such a thing. Frankly, it would be weird and awkward for a guy to do it, which limited the job to the few female piercers he was acquainted with.

His fingers rolled over Anna’s hood piercing again, eliciting another intense reaction from her at the pleasure. He could do this all day! He rolled the tiny barbell back and forth a little more firmly against her clit...
 
It wasn’t going to take her long to cum if he kept doing that!

She said as much.

“If you don’t want this to be over before it starts you have to give me a break - fuck, that feels too good. I’m going to explode any second now if you keep playing with that fucking barbell,” she warned, tacking on a “sir” at the end for good measure. Tommy always seemed to like that.

“I don’t want no other woman touching your dick but I know you don’t want a dude doing it - maybe I’ll have to learn a new skill. I am good with needles,” she said, seeming to understand the pensive look on his face. It was mainly a joke, but Anna thought that it actually made a lot of sense.

She was a nurse. She knew all about proper hygiene practices, anatomy, and needles. She might not have the specific piercing skill set down, but it probably wouldn’t be too hard to learn. Maybe she’d do some research.

But she didn’t know if she could do that to Tommy anyway - he might not mind pain, but having his submissive partner shove a needle into his dick probably would upset the power balance a little. Still, the thought of it was sexy even if it would never be reality.
 
Tommy had to smirk a bit at Anna’s possessive comment. Her proposal to learn to pierce certainly had some potential, and she was right, she had the necessary basic skills to pick it up. He was amazed at how they had near telepathic understanding of each other. He’d never had this kind of connection with anyone before.

He growled in her ear: “you’ll cum, bound in this chair, as many times as I want you to.” It was a delicious threat, and he intended on showing her that he meant it, as he promptly increased the pressure and speed of his toying with her new piercing!

In short order, he had her writhing and squirming in the chair, his eyes feasting on her gloriously exposed body in the mirror.
 
Anna was perfectly fine with that as long as she had the necessary permission to orgasm.

The first one hit her pretty hard, body coiling and contracting against his ministrations. Anna came, whimpering at both his words and the tingling wave of her climax. She smiled, breathing rapidly as she and down. The entire time, Anna could feel her engorged clitoris throbbing.

She said, “that would be lovely. I’m all for that, but I hope that you intend to take some pleasure from me, too.”
 
“I have, and I will,” Tommy promised, his fingers unwavering from pleasuring her throbbing bud with the new piercing. “For now, you’re going to cum over and over until I’m ready to feed you again,” he told her.

He was relentless, allowing her no pause between orgasms as he brought her to ever greater heights of pleasure. His mouth on his neck marked her with suckled hickies despite her weakly moaned protestations. He spun her in the chair so he could suck her nipples as he fingered her. Her juices coated his hands and her thighs and the chair beneath her. He left her bound, his plaything at his mercy.
 
After the third time, Anna was a weak mess, trembling in the chair. It was all she could do to keep watching what he was doing to her, green eyes starting to become a bit lazy with her pleasure. Bound as she was, Anna had no choice but to keep her thighs open though her knees kept tilting in with the effort of holding them up, bum still kind of jerking spastically from her last orgasm.

Tommy still didn’t really seem like he was going to relent, but Anna hoped that soon she’d get her wish and he’d fill her again. She said no more about it though; he obviously had a plan on mind so she’d lay back and take it like a good girl.
 
He would make her cum a few more times in the chair before he finally released her from her bondage, and dragged her limp body out of the chair by her hair and dumped her bodily onto the floor. His cock was quite hard again, and he was eager to fill her now.

He wasn’t exactly gentle as he positioned her on the floor, ass up and head down on the carpet, and he got down on one knee behind her, intent on mounting her. Obediently, eagerly even, she presented herself for him, her ass wiggling at him in anticipation. He smirked and spanked her.

“That’s a good doll. Grab those ass cheeks for me and spread them wide,” he ordered...
 
She wasted no time reaching back to spread herself and display the swollen lips of her pussy and tiny wrinkled rosebud for his perusal. Her face was smushed uncomfortably against the rough pile of the carpet but Anna wasn’t bothered. She was finally getting what she wanted.

She was jolted a bit when his hand cracked once across her fleshy rear but he immediately soothed the sting, hand massaging the point of impact until she relaxed again under his hands.
 
His fingers probed her dripping wet pussy once again as she held herself open for him, and he greedily spread her wetness back to her asshole. He wasn’t sure if she was quite ready yet to take his big dick deep into her anus; in fact, he was quite certain she needed some more training in that regard.

Which was why he slipped a single finger past her now wettened sphincter, even as he guided his long thick cock to her sopping wet cunt.

He groaned as felt her familiar wet heat soak onto his dick. “Fuck yes,” he growled. “Rub that clit for me, I want to feel you cum all over my cock,” he said, and slid into her completely. “Fuck,” he grunted. No matter how many times he fucked her, it still felt like he was splitting her little pussy wide open, every time.
 
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