This story is based on my own real experiences. It is intended for mature adults. While I did what is described in this story, you should not even think about trying it. It really hurts like hell.
Personal Business
By Liana M
@(C) Copyright 2007 by Liana M, all rights reserved.
Every Tuesday morning I have an 8 AM group status conference call. The engineering group is scattered all over the world, India, China, California, and Massachusetts, so this is a compromise time which is a little inconvenient for everyone. To avoid getting stuck in traffic, I usually do the meeting from home. I did my weekly status update first. Then I had to listen to everyone else give theirs. This was all very boring and my mind began to wander. When the call was finally over around 9:30 AM, I had been day dreaming about some things that nice girls are not supposed to think about. I really felt the urge to... you know ...release some built up tension.
Quickies are never very satisfying. If you are going to do it, you need to take your time, and build up to. I was all dressed for work, but I always like to do it completely naked. There is something about being naked that makes me feel sexy. So off came all my clothes. I checked out some of my favorite stories on the web. My tastes verge towards the extreme. "Karen and the Torture Club" is a good one. Another even more extreme one is "The Crux Club". Don't get any ideas that I would actually do some of that stuff. They are just interesting reading to get the imagination going and the juices flowing.
I got out my nipple clamp collection and a small whip. I started with wooden clothespins on my nipples. These are just a warm up to get my nipples more sensitive. While the clothespins were softening up my nipples, I whipped my pussy a few times. After about five minutes, I removed the clothespin and replaced them with clover clamps. Clover clamps are Japanese sewing clamps use to hold material together instead of pins, but they have found a new purpose as devilishly evil little nipple clamps. Most people cannot stand them right on the nipple. They clamp them behind the nipple, where it is less sensitive, but I take them right on the tip of my nipple. After the wooden clothespins had made my nipples sensitive, I gasp a little as I released each clover clamp onto my poor suffering nipples.
Now you may wonder why I would torture myself this way. Clover clamps really do hurt like hell, and the worst is yet to come when I take them off. Even though my nipples are suffering, nipple clamps never fail to get me very wet. As they say, no pain, no gain. As the sharp initial pain of the clover clamps began to fade, I let my fingers drift down to my clit. I gently began fingering my clit. My pussy was soaking wet, and I briefly stuck fingers inside for some natural lubricant. After about ten minutes of this I was starting to get worked up. When I was at that plateau where 10 or 15 seconds of vigorous rubbing would have pushed me over the edge, I took the clover clamps off. Now if you have never used clover clamps you would not understand how painful taking them off is. It hurts way more than putting them on, and my nipples are supper sensitive too. So as soon as the clover clamps are off, I put the clothespins back on my nipples. This makes my nipples burn almost like they are on fire.
With my nipples now exploding in pain, I start gently rubbing my clit again. It only takes a minute or two for the intensity to build back up to the plateau. Sometimes I like to see how long I can keep myself just at that plateau of excitement before I cannot resist any longer and push myself over the edge, but today I have something more sinister in mind. I take another wooden clothespin and clamp it right on my clit. God that is intense!
I cry out as clothespin bites into my most sensitive flesh. If there were someone peaking though the window, they might be confused as whether I was crying out in pain or pleasures, but let me tell you it was pain. This is not the first time I have had a clothespin on my clit, but this is the first time I have done it in this agitated state.
I can only take it for about a minute, and then I have to take if off. I let my poor clit rest for a minute to recover, and then I go back to rubbing gently. I slowly push myself close to the edge, and then I pause for a few moments. I push myself up to the cliff again, and pause to back away. I rotate the wooden clothespins by 90 degrees to keep my nipples on fire. I push myself to the edge again a few times, till I just can't hold back anymore, and I go for it rubbing furiously. As the orgasmic contractions roll from my groin across my body, my nipples explode too. This makes the orgasm even more intense and long lasting.
After I am finished, I gently release the clothespins, and lay there in the chair for 5 minutes or so drifting in some half conscious mental state. When I am fully aware again, I feel naked and a little chilly. I put all my toys away, and get dressed again. By the time I'm ready to leave, it is 11:10 AM! The meeting was over at 9:30 AM. I get to work just before lunch. My manager is out of town, so no big deal.
"Where were you this morning, Liana?" asks my friend Terry as I try to sneak into my cube at work.
"I had a 8 AM phone conference," I said. "And after that I had some personal business to take care of."
Well, jilling off is personal business, isn't it?
Maybe I'll work from home tomorrow morning too.
I don't want you to get the wrong idea about me. I did actually do what is described in this story once, but only once. It was a great experience, but of the once in a lifetime type. This is nothing I do regularly. And in case you are wondering, nipple clamps and clothespins on your clit do really hurt like hell. Most people would consider this torture. Most women could never stand this much pain. I would strongly recommend against anyone trying this. You need to have a deep appreciation of the relationship between pain and pleasure to enjoy this, and even then your nipples and clit are going to be sore for a day to two afterwards.
Liana M
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