Undercover

“Amber which did intrigue, but not so much.”

Amber did not answer right away but seemed to consider what he had asked her.

“The pain. I find that if I can find that certain edge between them both, where one enhances the other for me, then the pain is enjoyable. I realize there are certain pain levels I can endure or be taught to endure. Like…….the nipple clamps, not so much. Odd as it may sound, the flogger is good. I also realize there are limits to every person. I am not a pain slut--- Sir.”

“Pain Amber is not capricious nor is it torture. Pain must be delivered by a loving and knowing hand.

Pushing boundaries, she could seem to understand that. It seemed to her to be a delicate balance.



“…………If you are honest and do not fight me it will be much more enjoyable for you in the long run Amber.”



“Fighting seems. instinctual”

“Yes it is instinctual Amber, but there is a great difference between fighting and struggling. The struggling, the submitting, the expanding of one’s boundaries yields pleasure as well as pain Amber.”

“You said that having your nipples clamped was not to your taste. I can understand that. But what if I pierced your nipples. It would cause pain but not the crushing pain of your delicate nipples being crushed between the clamps jaws…………..I will pierce your nipples, I would prefer now.”

It was clear that Casimier would Pierce Amber’s delicate pink nipples.

“Shall, I pierce your nipples now or tomorrow morning Amber.”

Casimier paused for a moment making his intentions quite clear to the stunning young Chestnut-haired beauty.

"Do you wished to be bound hand and foot or let you will be your only restraint, Amber?"

True to his word Casimier was pushing Amber's boundaries in more than one way.
 
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He wanted to pierce her nipples? Just the thought of it made them tingle and ache. She wasn’t sure if it was from the promise of him doing the deed or if she was fearful of having it done. Her hands automatically went to her chest and covered them.

“Why would you do that?”

Would she prefer to be bound or let her own self be the restraint. Amber wasn ‘t all that sure she could lie still through something like that. She raised her eyes to Casimier and whispered honestly.

“I’m not sure I could remain still on my own, Sir and could this be done tomorrow?”

Amber wasn’t sure she could take much more for now. A good night’s sleep might gibe her more strength to endure the things he had planned for her.
 
At the suggestion that Casimier would pierce Amber’s nipples had the young chestnut haired beauty’s hand going to her breast and covering her pink rosebud nipples. That sweet innocent act brought a smile to his lips.



Why would you do that?”



“To give you a gift of jewelry Amber and so much more.”



A look of thoughtful contemplation seemed to have marred Amber’s face. She then raised her eyes to Casimier and whispered honestly.



“I’m not sure I could remain still on my own, Sir and could this be done tomorrow?”



“Yes it can be done tomorrow if that is what you wished but I was hoping to do your piercings to day Miss Houston.”



The slight shift in the way he addressed Amber made it clear his desires. His voice remained even with no sign of anger in it.



“So shall I bind you on the rack again or would you prefer on my bed Miss Houston?”



“If it is to be tomorrow, then come to my bed and please me with your supple young body.”



Casimier had made his desires known, yet he had given Amber a choice, she had made it and he would respect that choice less she change her mind.
 
She saw the look in his eyes. He had wanted to do her nipples today. This instant. However, he hadn’t pressed the issue because he had asked her what she wanted. It was inevitable. He was going to pierce her nipples. She bit down on her lip momentarily before answering him.

“Tie me to your bed, please.”

She held out her wrists in front of her.

“And do it right now, before I lose my courage.”

She waited for his answer and for him to bind her hand and foot to his bed. There might as well be a small bit of comfort to be had. Though, just how much that was going to be, she wasn’t all that convinced.
 
Casimire saw the look in Amber’s expressive eyes, she knew he wanted to do her nipples today yet he did not press the issue with the stunning young chestnut haired beauty for he had asked what she wanted. Amber bit down on her lip momentarily before answering him.

“Tie me to your bed, please.”

She bent to his will, as the ravishing young beauty held out her wrists in front of her showing her willingness to be bound once more. “And do it right now, before I lose my courage.”

Casimier took Amber’s offered hands in his and kissed each of her wrist before binding them with soft hemp rope. He led the gorgeous young beauty to his bed.

“Lay down Amber.”

The piercing of her nipples would bring pain that was not in question yet his bed offered some modicum of comfort to her. Casimier raised Amber’s bound wrist above her head and tied them to the head board.

“Amber spread your shapely legs wide so I can bind them to the foot board.”

Soon the gorgeous naked young girl was laying bound and bound to his will. He laid a pair of simple golden ringlets on Amber’s well-toned abdomen, next he laid a pair of diamond studs next to them.

“Which would you prefer Amber.”

Casimier waited for his young concubine to make her choice.
 
She found that her courage was fading fast the moment she had spoken. However, might as well get the inevitable done quickly before she lost all of that courage. The feel of his lips on her wrists brought a pleasant, unexpected feeling. Her hands were bound and she was led to the bed and told to lay down. The comfort of the mattress below her did little to curtail her feelings of apprehension. Her legs were spread eagled on the bed and tied down that way.

“Which would you prefer Amber.”

His voice edged around her fear, asking her a question. She lifted her head as much as she was able to. On her belly lay a set of golden rings as well as a pair of diamond studs. He was making her choose. Very well then.

“The studs please.”

Her voice was unsteady, laced with the fear of what was coming her way. Still, like everything else that life had thrown at her, she took a deep breath, laid her head back down and waited.
 
“Which would you prefer Amber.”



Amber lifted her head as much as she was able to. On her belly lay a set of golden rings as well as a pair of diamond studs. He was making her choose.



“The studs please.”



The stunning young chestnut haired beauty’s voice was unsteady, laced with the fear of what was coming. Casimier watched as Amber took a deep breath, then she laid her head back down and waited.



“A wise choice Amber the diamond studs will sparkle and draw the viewers eyes to your firm young breasts………..But why only the studs Amber……….why not both………you been such a good and pleasing concubine my dear I shall give you both.”



He took a shard of ice and massaged the girl’s left nipple until it stood proud on Amber’s puffy dusky pink areola. Then he slowly pressed her nipple with a diamond stud. Casimier waited for the stab of pain to subside just a bit before he prepared her right nipple to be pierced. Once more pain embraced Amber, yet the two golden ringlets remained, was he going to pierce her nipples again?



Casimier slowly reamed the gorgeous young beauty’s navel as he prepared her navel to join Amber’s nipples with its own decoration. One golden ringlet was left. Casimier held it between his fingers, its imaged danced before the girl’s eyes.



“Where shall we place this little golden beauty Amber?.....Perhaps your clit?”



Casimier let the question hang between them for several moments.



“Well where shall this little beauty go Amber?”
 
The ice was cold, it soon permeated not only her nipple, but she could feel the tendrils of cold flit through the rest of her body as she braced herself for the coming pain. It did not disappoint. The cold from the ice might have eased somewhat, the piercing but it did nothing to deny the influx of pain that consumed her. Amber did not cry out; however, she had a death grip on her wrist bindings. Her body shook with pain until she was able to ingest it. The first wave of pain, the shock of it, eased back but the heat it created infused her body as she waited with bated breath for the second nipple to be done. Amber closed her eyes. She didn’t want to know when the piercing would take place. Again, the same ritual happened and she nearly screamed but bit down on her bottom lip, waiting for the heat of the pain to come again. She kept telling herself to breathe. In. Out. Repeat. The throbbing had taken over before she realized his intent. Ice was placed on her navel.

“No. No. No. We didn’t agree—we---you didn’t say you were going to do my navel.”

She managed to stutter the words of protest. It mattered little. The man was determined to place one of the small rings there and did. The pinch and the pain weren’t nearly as bad as her nipples had been.

“Where shall we place this little golden beauty Amber?.....Perhaps your clit?”


“No!”

The word shot out of her like a rocket taking off.

“Haven’t you marked me enough?” She panted.
 
“No. No. No. We didn’t agree—we---you didn’t say you were going to do my navel.”



Amber managed to stutter the words of protest. Yet once Casimier saw how the diamond studs of the chestnut haired beauty shimmered, and the way her supple young body shook with pain until she was able to ingest it. Carried him away and he could not resist and had pierced her navel.



“Where shall we place this little golden beauty Amber?.....Perhaps your clit?”



“No!”



The word shot out of her like a rocket taking off.



“Haven’t you marked me enough?” Amber panted.



“Marked you?” There was a note of disbelief in Casimier’s voice. He took a hand mirror to show Amber her piercings.

“You are beautiful Amber and these little jewels and gold ring only draw the viewer’s eye to your incomparable beauty.” His voice carried a note of unabashed truth and pride in Amber and how he saw her newly pierced nipples and navel. It was clear that he did not see marking her but giving her gifts and the sweet pain she seemed to crave.



“I have one ring left Amber where shall I place it.”



The choice was hers and hers alone. Casimier knew where he would love to place the ring. But he had given this stunning young beauty the choice.
 
Amber blinked. Her eyes studied Casimier. He didn’t see it as marking her.

“I have one ring left Amber where shall I place it.”

She shook head.

“Nowhere,” was her reply.

The piercings she had just acquired still stung. Even the idea of him piercing her clit made her shudder. Not only was that small bit of her full of nerve endings, but she couldn’t even think of having a piercing there.

There was nothing to stop him from piercing her again if he so desired. Certainly she couldn’t stop him if that’s what he wished to do to her. Amber concentrated on her breathing and closed her eyes. Waiting.
 
“I have one ring left Amber where shall I place it.”



Amber shook her pretty little chestnut head.



“Nowhere,” was her reply. The idea of him piercing her clit made Amber shudder. Not only was that small bit of her full of nerve endings, but she couldn’t even think of having a piercing there. Her other piercings still stung. Yet there was nothing she could do if he choose to pierce her clit.



Amber could only concentrate on her breathing, closed her eyes, and waited.



Casimier watched the stunning young beauty steel herself, for him to pierce her clit. Yet silence hung between them for several minutes. Before he spoke his voice was tight.

“I asked; I have one ring left where shall I place it? Nowhere is not an answer Amber! Either you choose my sweet beauty or I shall choose for you.”



It was clear that if Amber did not choose then he would and there was little doubt in the gorgeous young beauty’s mind what his choice would be.
 
Amber shuddered and opened her eyes. There was little doubt where he wanted to and would place it. There was no choice here. She felt helpless, for truly she did not want anything to pierce her clit. Maybe? It wouldn’t harm to ask, would it. She moistened her lips with her tongue.

“Could I have it in my belly button to go with the other one?”

The words came out in a rush as she waited for his answer. She had little hope that he would grant her request. In this case, what did she have to lose? If he truly wanted it embedded in her clit, then it would be so, but maybe, just maybe, he would let that idea go. Her body tensed as she waited for his decision.
 
Amber shuddered and opened her eyes. There was little doubt where Casimier wanted to and would place the last golden ring. And bound as she was there was nothing the stunning chestnut haired beauty could do to stop him. She moistened her lips with the tip of her little pink tongue.



“Could I have it in my belly button to go with the other one?”



Amber had finally made a choice, but as her words had come in a rush, as if she did not believe that he would pay any heed to her choice.



“Amber you know I wished to pierce your clit, your little pearl of passion……..”



The haunting silence hung between concubine and Master. The minutes ticked by and must have seen like an eternity, as his hand holding the last ring hovered half way between Amber’s delicate clit and her dimpled navel.



“As you wish Amber I shall pierce your navel again. I asked you to make a choice and you have……….so I shall respect it.”



Casimier pierced Amber’s navel on the opposite side from the first piercing. Then taking a long fine chain of gold he connected one end to her right nipple piercing, then thread the chain through her navel piercings, to finally connecting it to her left nipple Piercing.



“I love how the chain contrasts with your pale beauty Amber……. I shall take you now my sweet pet.”



Casimier knew with each thrust as he fucked Amber would pull on her nipple piercings mixing pleasure with forbidden sensual pain.
 
The pain was sharp and sweet. Casimier, to her surprise, let her have her choice. Thank the Universe. The thought of a piece of jewelry being pierce into her clit was not something she would have looked forward to or would she have wanted it.

“I love how the chain contrasts with your pale beauty Amber……. I shall take you now my sweet pet.”

In moment it took for a blink to happen, he was on her, thrusting his cock into her. She could feel her piercings and the throbbing they had caused her. It didn’t take long for the throbbing and the fucking to meld into her mind, causing her pussy to tingle and throb.
 
Casimier was quite clear that his granting her request, not to pierce her clit, but to pierce her navel once more came with a cost. In moment it took for a blink to happen, he was on Amber, thrusting his cock into her. He knew that he could feel her piercings and the throbbing they would cause her. It didn’t take long for the throbbing and the fucking to meld. Casimier was sure that this energetic fucking of Amber would cause her pussy to tingle and throb.



This was not the first time that Casimier mingled sensual pain and seductive pleasure. He knew that Amber had a dark fascination with pain when he took her. The pain seemed to intensify the pleasure that the young chestnut haired beauty got from the sexual act.



“Amber shall I fuck you harder and faster? Perhaps you would like me to fuck your tight little ass.”



Even as he fucked Amber his hand came down sharply on her seductively rounded ass cheek. Then he worked a finger into her ass curling it as he did.



“Young Lady I asked you a question!”



He waited for Amber to answer his question.



“Amber have you ever been fucked by two men at the same time?”



This question had the feel that this was a hint of what lay ahead for her.
 
“Amber shall I fuck you harder and faster? Perhaps you would like me to fuck your tight little ass.”

Here, wherever the fuck here was, Amber knew that sexual gratification came in many forms. That much she had deduced about her captor. However, the thought of him fucking her ass was not something she was looking forward to nor wanted.

“Fuck me harder and faster please,” she managed to gasp out loud.

Anything to get this over with. Her nipples and belly button ached and throbbed from being pierced. All she wanted to do was curl up into a fetal position and sob. Then he asked her a question that sent not only shock waves through her, but fear.

“Amber have you ever been fucked by two men at the same time?”

“No—oo,” she managed to stammer out.

Surely it wasn’t something he was contemplating doing to her, was it?
 
“Amber shall I fuck you harder and faster? Perhaps you would like me to fuck your tight little ass.”



Casimier could see the reluctance in Amber at the mere suggestion that he might fuck her in her tight little ass. It was clear that the young chestnut haired beauty hate the idea. “Fuck me harder and faster please,” she managed to gasp out loud. And he did as the young girl asked, ponding into her so hard it made her breasts jiggle, and her pierced nipple throb with pain and perhaps something else.



“Amber have you ever been fucked by two men at the same time?”



“No—oo,” Amber managed to stammer out.



“Well, you will soon have the opportunity Amber. I am having a few friends over and you will be the entertainment……….”



Casimier paused as he studied his young concubine, before he continued.



“…………I am sure you will not disappoint me Amber or embarrass me in front of my guests. If you did then I would have to severely discipline and punish you Amber for their pleasure.”



It appeared that Amber would become the sexual entertainment for Casimier’s gathering. And that Casimier was not the only one to sample Ambers sexual charms.
 
“Well, you will soon have the opportunity Amber. I am having a few friends over and you will be the entertainment……….”

Amber went deathly still, her eyes widening in her face.

“I’ll… you are going to use me… as entertainment?”

She couldn’t believe her ears. She had never been used that way before, not in all of her time at the Chained Unicorn. Yet, somewhere, deep in the recess of her mind, someplace she didn’t want to acknowledge, was this small shiver of desire. It was a dark place. A place Amber knew existed inside of herself, but a place she acknowledged to no one. The thought of men using her body all at once made her pussy clench and ripple.

“…………I am sure you will not disappoint me Amber or embarrass me in front of my guests. If you did then I would have to severely discipline and punish you Amber for their pleasure.”

His admonishment made the taste of fear coat the back of her throat. She did not want to taste his wrath for she was sure that Casimier would be a duly disciplinarian. There was no telling into what well of darkness he would descend if she embarrassed him in front of his guests. She wasn’t a whore or a slut, but she was his to do with as he wanted. She had no say in how he used her or for what purpose. This was her life now and how she wished it differently.
 
Amber went deathly still, her eyes widening in her face.



“I’ll… you are going to use me… as entertainment?”

Oh yes she had been used by men at the Chained Unicorn, she had serviced the sexual fantasies of the clientele, even their darker fantasies, but never had she been entertainment.



“Yes Amber you are going to entertain my guests as they please. If two men want to fuck you at the same time then you’ll be fucked as they wish. For that matter if three or more of my guests which to use you at the same time then so be it…….”



Was that a faint hint of arousal that tickled his nostrils, could Amber be aroused by the prospect? Casimier was delighted by the possibility that Amber might be sexual turned on by what he had described. Yet he continued.



“…………I am sure you will not disappoint me Amber or embarrass me in front of my guests. If you did then I would have to severely discipline and punish you Amber for their pleasure.”



Casimier had already demonstrated that he could be a very demanding task master if Amber failed in the slightest way to perform as he desired.







The day of Casimier’s gathering was upon Amber. He provided the young chestnut haired beauty with a scandalous evening gown. The bodice of the gown plunged nearly to Amber’s waist, it barely covered her nipples and her dimpled navel was exposed. The skirt of the gown was slit on both sides all the way to the ravishing young beauty’s thigh. Casimier had let Amber wear panties, a string thong. But he had her go bare footed.



When the Master’s guests got their first glimpse of Amber they immediately began to call out what they would like to do to her. Casimier held up his hands for silence.



“Gentlemen Miss Houston will be your entertainment for the weekend. I am sure she will do all that you ask of her.”



Casimier left Amber in the tender mercies of his guests’ hands. He took a seat like a king eager to see what they would do to Amber.



Casimier's guest licked their lips when told that his gorgeous young redhead would be theirs to do with as they pleased. "Hay Baby how about losing that gown and showing us what you got."

That was only the first comment of Casimier's guests. Those that followed were cruder, and more obscene.
 
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She twisted and turned, looking at herself in the full-length mirror in her room. Amber shifted her breasts so they were more confined in the dress, such as it was. It barely held her ample bosom in place, but there was little choice in the matter. The slits in the side of the dress concealed very little of her thighs and the string thong he had her wearing caused her to curse silently, yet again. The studs in each of her nipples rubbed against the fabric of the dress. At least the two rings in her navel rested against her skin, exposed.

She was led into a larger room that was filled with his guests.

“Gentlemen Miss Houston will be your entertainment for the weekend. I am sure she will do all that you ask of her.”

She remained calm as she looked around, but her eyes were terrified. The lust in their faces was evident for all to see and her captor simply left her to stand in the center of the room, throwing her to the whims of his guests while he sat there, on his bloody throne.

"Hay Baby how about losing that gown and showing us what you got."

Her eyes turned to the man that spoke. He was huge. A scar ran from his right temple down through his eyebrow to his right eye. His arms as well as his neck were covered in tattoos.

Why? Why was he doing this? Her eyes turned sharply to the man who was her captor, to the man who had made her these men’s play toy for the weekend. Her glance strayed around the room, her ears were inundated with crude, explicit requests. Once more her eyes shot to Casimier. There was no help to be found there. Slowly, her hands went to the back of her dress and started to lower the zipper there. As the zipper traveled downward, the straps of her dress fell from her shoulders to pool at her waist, exposing her pierced nipples to every man in that room.
 
~ This thread is being discontinued with much sadness. My co-writer's health comes first and foremost. I thank everyone who has supported us by reading our posts. Hopefully, he and I can entertain you again at some point. DW~
 
~ This thread is being discontinued with much sadness. My co-writer's health comes first and foremost. I thank everyone who has supported us by reading our posts. Hopefully, he and I can entertain you again at some point. DW~
Sorry to hear this. I hope the co-writer is OK. This has been a great thread. Thank you both.
 
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