As I sit to write today I find myself in pain. Not chronic
pain but self-induced pain. You see I have just completed one of Mistress
Cassidy's assignment. For my standing weekly order, one of the topics I
proposed was a challenge task. I would have to complete the task and write
about the experience. Instead of me trying to tell you what my assignment was,
why don't I have Mistress Cassidy tell you. What you are about to read is the
email explaining what I had to do.
Oops! I had plan to just insert Mistress Cassidy’s
email with the instruction on the task in here. But somehow, I went and lost
the email somehow. So, this is what I must do in my words. I am to clamp 3
clothespins on each breast. One pin on the nipple and the two other pins on
either side of the nipple. I had to leave the pins on for five minutes. During
that time, I am to slap at the pins on my nipples with my hand or with some
sort of paddle. After the first 5 minutes, I am to remove one set of 3
clothespins from a nipple. Once removed I must pinch that nipple in the opposite
direction that it was clamped on. I am to do this for 3 minutes, and during
that 3 minutes I am to continue slapping the clamped nipple. After the 3
minutes has elapsed, I am to remove the last 3 clothespins and pinch that
nipple in the same fashion as the first for three minutes. I must repeat this procedure
a total of 5 times. It is recommended that each round that I try to increase the
amount of time that the pin is on my nipples. I had proposed a cbt challenge to Mistress but as you have just read my nipples are once again going to ache. I am not going to complain, Mistress could of very easily assign me to do something using maple syrup. But that is a topic for another day.
Now this is how mistress has it set up. On Sunday, every week I must present some topics to Mistress on what my blog could be about. I need to have them emailed to Ma'am by 7pm. Mistress then respond with her choice of which one to use. Sometimes she does not use the ideas I give and give me one of her own. At times Mistress will set a deadline, usually by the end of the week. Other times like this one there is none.
For the most part I will have questions about what she is expecting. Sometimes I need to ask what something is. For example, this one-time Mistress mention doing a scene with littles. I had to ask what littles are. I had no idea. This time the clamping was straight forward. I did have a couple question about how she spanked the nipples. And there were some questions on the duration of time for some stuff during each set.
I was excited about this assignment. If you have read any of my blogs you will know I love nipple tormenting. So, it stands a reason why I liked this task. There was just the matter of when. See I live with three others and I do not think they would get why I am wearing clothespins on my nipples or why I am hitting said pins with a spatula. But fortunes smiled upon me and I had some alone time on Friday. So, I planned for Friday as my session time.
On Wednesday I had brief time to myself, so I gave myself a test run to see what I was getting myself into. So, I opened my shirt and put 3 clothespins to one nipple and kept them on for five minutes. It was uncomfortable but manageable. I found that the pins I had were weak. So, I sent Mistress Cassidy a message asking if I should put elastic on the pins so they would bite harder. Mistress agreed and changed the idea to an order.
Friday morning came and it was raining cats and dogs. The event that was supposed to provide me some alone time was cancelled, all looked lost. But I figure lady luck was working with Mistress Cassidy today. The family decided two go swimming at the sports center.
Finally the time of reckoning was at hand. I removed my clothing and put on the panties as ordered. I had plan to wear a bright pink pair just for Mistress Cassidy. I had placed them on top of the dresser. But as fate would have it my wife put them on after her shower this morning. The neve of her :) I checked the drawer for another pair. I down right refused to wear the white granny panties. No way not happening. So that left the black set. Being my only choice, I pulled them on. Now nearly naked I sat on the bed and pulled the elastics on the clothespins. When finished with the pins, I retrieved a spatula from my jean pocket. Yes, yes, I know. There are all kinds of jokes coming to people minds. " is that a spatula in your pocket, or are you........."
I had everything laid out and ready, so I laid down to get started. At first, I use my hands and fondled my nipples and took several long breaths trying to get into the right head space. The fondling did indeed help do that. I followed with what I saw in many femdom video clips. I took the spatula and did many rapid quick hits to each nipple. 40 whacks to each nipple to be exact. I believe this is referred to as warming up the subject. I also whacked my dysfunctional penis and balls 20 times for good measure.
Okay enough stalling already, I picked up the first pin and clamped it to my nipple. The elastic did the trick. The pinch was intense. All the nerves throughout my whole body seamed to fire at the same time especially in my groin, and that is only one pin. I wasted no time applying the remaining five pins as instructed too. The pain was nuts, I laid on my bed taking deep breaths in an attempt to control the intensity of what was registering in my brain. I am not exactly sure what sub space is, but I will tell you I was not in what we perceive as normal reality. It was hard to concentrate on the task, but I tried to follow my instructions and I picked up the spatula and proceeded to slap at the pins. Left to right, crushing down into my chest and my groin as well. My brain was in sensory overload. All I was registering was the massive build up in my groin moving towards an orgasm. I should have known, my nipples are incredibly sensitive and when I did a blog on nipple torture for Mistress Cassidy, about a month and half ago. I found out that I would orgasm from an intense nipple clamping. I tried hard to save off releasing. I tried to clench my body, deep breathing, visualization I even removed the pins hoping to calm myself. It was all done in vain. Despite my best efforts I orgasmed. Releasing without permission. Despite the endorphin pumping through my brain, I felt awful. Mistress Cassidy had sent me instruction stating I did not have permission to release. It all happen so quick, one moment I am biting my lip trying to hold myself back. The next moment I had blown a load in my panties. The macho man who thought he needed stronger clothespin only lasted 2 minutes before I became a cum slut. I laid on my bed for a few minutes feeling rejected. Trying to decide whether I was going to stop now or to carry on with the assignment. I am sure some of you are think "dude why the hell are you tell us this, you know you’re only going to get in trouble", you would be right. I could have kept the orgasm a secret and not told Ma'am. She would never know the difference. She doesn't need to know. The only problem with that is it would make me feel guilt and deceitful. I trust Mistress Cassidy so why would I betray her trust in me. If I happen to be in trouble, that is my burden to carry.
After laying there for a bit, giving myself shit for releasing, I pulled myself together. I still had a task to do whether I felt like it or not. First the mess in the panties would have to stay until I was complete. I figured I would go with the old saying "you made the mess, now lay in". Second knowing I would not make it with the elastic on the pins. I chose to remove them. I only had a limited amount of time, so any changes I made to the instruction I did without permission. I did not think I could send an email and get an instant reply, and I did not have permission to contact Mistress any other way. With the elastic removed I started again. I laid down once again and clipped the pins to my nipples. This time the pressure was bearable. I picked up the spatula and began striking the pins again. I did feel a sensation in the groin but it was not building like before. The first five minutes when by easily. I removed the pins, the rush of blood back in was not as bad as I expected it to be. But when I pinched my nipple as Mistress had instructed, it hit me like an electric shock that lingers for about 30 seconds then faded away. So, I spent the next 3 minutes pinching the unclamped nipple. I tried to continue to strike the clamp nipple with the spatula, but gave up, it was too confusing to keep thing straight and deal with the pain. 3 minutes passed and I released the second nipple, followed with pinching and the feeling of an electric shock. When I finished the first cycle, I rested for a minute.
Round 2 started all 6 pins are back on. The pinch hurt just a little more, but nothing that I can’t manage. I tried to picture myself somewhere else, but I could not. For 6 minutes, I endured all the pins. "Ahhhhhh!!!" I moaned as I pinched my nipple after removing the first 3 pins. Once again the shooting jolt of pain raced through every nerve endings in the my body. I continued twisting that nipple for the next 3 minutes.As I was exserting presure, I was able to fantasizing what it would be like if Mistress Cassidy was doing the pinching. That fantasy carried me through to the end of round 2 .Something important happened because of that fantasy. At the end of round 2 there was a warm feeling in my panties. I hoped that I did not orgasm again, It may have just been me leaking pre-cum, but I can't confirm it. I hate to say it but at the start of round 3 I started to show my age. My hands wear sore and starting to cramp up. For about 5 minutes I mulled over whether I was going to quit or not. I finally decided to carry on. I reasoned that I did not want to compound the trouble that I am in already, thinking of the mess in my panties. Round four I changed things a bit, instead of pinching my nipple after removing the pins, I choose to strike them continuously for the three minutes with the spatula. This change helped with the cramping in my hands.The continues slapping of my nipple hurt intensely after having the pins on for seven minutes. There was another benefit from the slapping. The jack hammer motion of me striking my chest, caused the clamped nipple to dance around painfully. The combination of clamping, pinching and slapping through rounds 4 and 5 had my nipples burning. To help increase the intensity through rounds 4 and 5, I started to strike my balls and nuts with the edge of the spatula. This caused a great amount of discomfort in my groin. Because I had change some of the instructions, I felt it only justified the pain in my balls. I have no question that if I was being dominated in person by Mistress Cassidy she would of kept me on edge with anticipation to what was about to come. But each time the edge of that spatula connected just right with a nut, and lighting shot throughout my being. I was reminded that I was hurting myself, because l am a collared slave and I was ordered to put myself in pain to please my owner. I spent an hour and a half on this task not counting prep time. In that time l managed to increase the in clamp time to 7 minutes. I hope that in the future Mistress orders me to do this task again. I would consider it a fail, if I did not managed to increase the in clamp time to 10 minutes. Now that I am redressed and my raw stiff nipples are aching as they rub inside my shirt. I had a thought to punish myself for ejaculating without permission by remaining in these cum filled panties. But in the end, I changed and cleaned myself up. I figured that it would be difficult to explained the wet spot on my jean when the dampness leaked through from the panties.
Task complete and a blog to get posted. I am fearful of posting this because of the repercussions I might have to face considering my failure. Mistress Cassidy will be learning the outcome of the assignment just like anyone else reading this blog will. Needless to say, if anything may come of it, I will be mentioning it here. At lease, I have a quite week for my nipples to recuperate. The family is away on various trips giving me ample alone time. Ok it is time for this slave to wrap this blog up, and see what the new week brings.
Bye from slave allan
