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On the seventh dice of Christmas @Randy Magnum sentenced me...
1 - 7 attempts at nipple pinching...
2 - seven minutes' playing
2 - a harness made from string (rope)
3 - four edges in a pose that's awkward...
4 - clamp my tits with clothespins... 7 on each breast tonight...
5 - two edges wearing gloves
2 - spankings in the doggy position
Just like on Thursday night, I started with the rope harness and then the seven minutes' playing with myself to make my body feel nice with pleasure before we started with the not-so-pleasurable tasks...
Unlike on Thursday night, I took all my stuff to the dining room tonight. Also, I don't know what my husband was doing but I wasn't able to contact him by phone, text or WhatsApp... He says he had no signal, but I don't know
So I used the Google coin flip and die rolls instead, hoping they'd be kinder to me...
...they weren't. 7 dice and 25 pussy slaps
But I got myself feeling really nice and horny, ready for putting the seven clothespins on each breast...
The only awkward position I could think of to do on my own was to have one leg up on one of the dining room chairs and spread them as far as possible, which definitely would have been easier twenty years ago but I'm 44 in just under a couple of months and not as flexible as I used to be
I didn't put clothespins on my nipples tonight, I used my clover clamps for those... Before starting my first edge, I gave the chain a good, hard tug, held it while I watched the dining room clock tick ten seconds, then let go and began rubbing... When I started to edge, I yanked it again and counted another ten seconds before letting it go... Then started rubbing for my second edge.
My legs and hips were feeling a little bit stiff and so I needed to change legs for the other two edges, and yanked again on the nipple chain before rubbing again
... My poor nipples were already getting real tender...
I had my velvet feel gloves so when I got down onto my hands and knees on the carpet the next two edges felt so, SO nice... After yanking on my nipple chain again before each edge and finally after the last one... My nipples were positively throbbing now and removing the clamps and the clothespins was AGONY... but with the wooden spatula and 25 pussy spanks, I had much worse to come...
1 - 7 attempts at nipple pinching...
2 - seven minutes' playing
2 - a harness made from string (rope)
3 - four edges in a pose that's awkward...
4 - clamp my tits with clothespins... 7 on each breast tonight...
5 - two edges wearing gloves
2 - spankings in the doggy position
Just like on Thursday night, I started with the rope harness and then the seven minutes' playing with myself to make my body feel nice with pleasure before we started with the not-so-pleasurable tasks...
Unlike on Thursday night, I took all my stuff to the dining room tonight. Also, I don't know what my husband was doing but I wasn't able to contact him by phone, text or WhatsApp... He says he had no signal, but I don't know
So I used the Google coin flip and die rolls instead, hoping they'd be kinder to me...
...they weren't. 7 dice and 25 pussy slaps
But I got myself feeling really nice and horny, ready for putting the seven clothespins on each breast...
The only awkward position I could think of to do on my own was to have one leg up on one of the dining room chairs and spread them as far as possible, which definitely would have been easier twenty years ago but I'm 44 in just under a couple of months and not as flexible as I used to be
I didn't put clothespins on my nipples tonight, I used my clover clamps for those... Before starting my first edge, I gave the chain a good, hard tug, held it while I watched the dining room clock tick ten seconds, then let go and began rubbing... When I started to edge, I yanked it again and counted another ten seconds before letting it go... Then started rubbing for my second edge.
My legs and hips were feeling a little bit stiff and so I needed to change legs for the other two edges, and yanked again on the nipple chain before rubbing again
... My poor nipples were already getting real tender... I had my velvet feel gloves so when I got down onto my hands and knees on the carpet the next two edges felt so, SO nice... After yanking on my nipple chain again before each edge and finally after the last one... My nipples were positively throbbing now and removing the clamps and the clothespins was AGONY... but with the wooden spatula and 25 pussy spanks, I had much worse to come...
On the eighth dice of Christmas @Randy Magnum sentenced me...
1 again - boobs need milking...
1 - 8 attempts at nipple pinching...
2 - 8 minutes' playing
2 - a harness made from string (rope)
3 - four edges in a pose that's awkward...
4 - clamp my tits with clothespins... 8 on each breast tonight...
5 - two edges wearing gloves
2 - spankings in the doggy position
But at least the coin flip let me only roll two dice for spanking so I only have to endure five tonight...
1 again - boobs need milking...
1 - 8 attempts at nipple pinching...
2 - 8 minutes' playing
2 - a harness made from string (rope)
3 - four edges in a pose that's awkward...
4 - clamp my tits with clothespins... 8 on each breast tonight...
5 - two edges wearing gloves
2 - spankings in the doggy position
But at least the coin flip let me only roll two dice for spanking so I only have to endure five tonight...
My husband tied my rope harness on Saturday night in the living room and placed particular emphasis on tying up my boobs before pulling me by my crotch rope, naked except for the rope harness and his favourite pair of red high heel stiletto pumps into the kitchen to "milk" me...
Well, I stopped lactating some 8 years ago, shortly after our child turned two. My husband had really liked it but it was getting harder to explain the wet patches when I leaked at work
My husband put two bowls on the kitchen counter, one containing cold milk, the other warm water... He blindfolded me so I couldn't see which was which before he guided me to bend over dipping my tits into them... While my right breast got soaked in warm, lovely water, the left was chilled in cold milk
The two competing sensations were very strange and when I straightened up, both my nipples were stiff... My husband immediately set to licking and sucking the milk from my left breast while my right cooled off... He switched the bowls and made me dip my tits again, and the cold snap of the milk felt even more intense on my right breast which had been ignored up to now but when my husband sucked it into his hot mouth, 
My boobs are quite a sensitive erogenous zone for me so I really love having them caressed and groped and sucked but nipple play is really arousing for me too... Even more so, roped us as they were, so my nipples were both RIGIDLY erect by the time they'd been dipped and licked clean another couple of times each so having the nipple clamps and eight clothespins applied was SUPER intense... He pulled me by the nipple chain out of the cold kitchen
to the living room and sat on the sofa to watch me play with myself while his phone counted down eight minutes... Performing for him like, writhing and manipulating the crotchrope, that made me feel SO slutty and horny... 
So I was positively dripping after eight minutes when my husband yanked the nipple chain hard and told me to count the ten seconds... When he released it and pulled my crotchrope upwards, I had to fight not to cum there and then... He ordered me to get the largest of the nest of tables and put it next to where he sat.
"But it's full of <our kid's> crap," I complained and he yanked the crotchrope up hard into me forcing me to whimper involuntarily...
"Then move it off, slut," he said.
Table cleared and placed at my husband's side, he ordered me to step up with one foot onto it, spreading my legs as wide as I could... Standing in the heels and trying to open my legs made this position even more awkward than when I'd been alone using a dining room chair on Friday night...
Teasing me with the crotchrope with one hand and the nipple chain with the other, he made me use the mini massage wand over my labia and the rope over my clit... When the edge came he yanked hard on the nipple chain and made me count ten agonising seconds before he'd relax it and then we'd start teasing me towards the next edge...
...and the next yank on the nipple chain...
Four lots of this and they were throbbing hot; taking the clamps off, it was so hard not to cry out in pain
... But I still had four more pinches to endure 
While I recovered from having my clamps and the clothespins removed, my husband had me get in the doggy position. It was only five spanks tonight... But he wanted to make them five good ones and put the same pair of driving gloves he'd used on the Thursday night so my ass was stinging as hot as my tits afterwards...
Speaking of which...
He made me stand up but stay bent over the nest of tables and, still wearing the gloves, alternating between them, pinched, slowly pulled and twisted each nipple until I grunted or whimpered, then he released it and would repeat with the other until he'd pinched them four times each... Oh God, give times tomorrow night was going to kill me... But then he untied the ropes harness, peeled the crotchrope from between my labia and slipped two of those leathery fingers into me
Those two edges happened SO fast... So fast I needed an extra spank to make sure the second one didn't turn into an orgasm...
And finally, he allowed me to take off my high heels and helped me on my shaking legs up the stairs to put some lotion on my ass and let me put some elsewhere while he tidied up downstairs so nobody would ever suspect what we'd been getting up to...
Wearing my bra was still slightly uncomfortable for breakfast with my parents on Sunday, but at least I was able to wear panties and so wrap up warm against the wild winter weather, even if I was a little bit "squirmy" in the cinema when they took us all to watch Moana 2...
Well, I stopped lactating some 8 years ago, shortly after our child turned two. My husband had really liked it but it was getting harder to explain the wet patches when I leaked at work
My husband put two bowls on the kitchen counter, one containing cold milk, the other warm water... He blindfolded me so I couldn't see which was which before he guided me to bend over dipping my tits into them... While my right breast got soaked in warm, lovely water, the left was chilled in cold milk
The two competing sensations were very strange and when I straightened up, both my nipples were stiff... My husband immediately set to licking and sucking the milk from my left breast while my right cooled off... He switched the bowls and made me dip my tits again, and the cold snap of the milk felt even more intense on my right breast which had been ignored up to now but when my husband sucked it into his hot mouth, My boobs are quite a sensitive erogenous zone for me so I really love having them caressed and groped and sucked but nipple play is really arousing for me too... Even more so, roped us as they were, so my nipples were both RIGIDLY erect by the time they'd been dipped and licked clean another couple of times each so having the nipple clamps and eight clothespins applied was SUPER intense... He pulled me by the nipple chain out of the cold kitchen
to the living room and sat on the sofa to watch me play with myself while his phone counted down eight minutes... Performing for him like, writhing and manipulating the crotchrope, that made me feel SO slutty and horny... So I was positively dripping after eight minutes when my husband yanked the nipple chain hard and told me to count the ten seconds... When he released it and pulled my crotchrope upwards, I had to fight not to cum there and then... He ordered me to get the largest of the nest of tables and put it next to where he sat.
"But it's full of <our kid's> crap," I complained and he yanked the crotchrope up hard into me forcing me to whimper involuntarily...
"Then move it off, slut," he said.
Table cleared and placed at my husband's side, he ordered me to step up with one foot onto it, spreading my legs as wide as I could... Standing in the heels and trying to open my legs made this position even more awkward than when I'd been alone using a dining room chair on Friday night...
Teasing me with the crotchrope with one hand and the nipple chain with the other, he made me use the mini massage wand over my labia and the rope over my clit... When the edge came he yanked hard on the nipple chain and made me count ten agonising seconds before he'd relax it and then we'd start teasing me towards the next edge...
...and the next yank on the nipple chain...
Four lots of this and they were throbbing hot; taking the clamps off, it was so hard not to cry out in pain
... But I still had four more pinches to endure While I recovered from having my clamps and the clothespins removed, my husband had me get in the doggy position. It was only five spanks tonight... But he wanted to make them five good ones and put the same pair of driving gloves he'd used on the Thursday night
so my ass was stinging as hot as my tits afterwards...Speaking of which...
He made me stand up but stay bent over the nest of tables and, still wearing the gloves, alternating between them, pinched, slowly pulled and twisted each nipple until I grunted or whimpered, then he released it and would repeat with the other until he'd pinched them four times each... Oh God, give times tomorrow night was going to kill me... But then he untied the ropes harness, peeled the crotchrope from between my labia and slipped two of those leathery fingers into me
Those two edges happened SO fast... So fast I needed an extra spank to make sure the second one didn't turn into an orgasm...
And finally, he allowed me to take off my high heels and helped me on my shaking legs up the stairs to put some lotion on my ass and let me put some elsewhere while he tidied up downstairs so nobody would ever suspect what we'd been getting up to...
Wearing my bra was still slightly uncomfortable for breakfast with my parents on Sunday, but at least I was able to wear panties and so wrap up warm against the wild winter weather, even if I was a little bit "squirmy" in the cinema when they took us all to watch Moana 2...
On the ninth dice of Christmas @Randy Magnum sentenced me...
5 - Edge, legs spread, standing...
1 - breasts need milking...
1 - 9 attempts at nipple pinching
2 - 9 minutes playing
2 - a harness made from string (rope)
3 - four edges in a pose that's awkward...
4 - clamp my tits with clothespins... 9 on each breast tonight...
5 - two edges wearing gloves
2 - spankings in the doggy position
My ass burned and my nipples throbbed all night Saturday night and into Sunday morning so breakfast with my parents wearing no underwear was cold in the wind and rain lashing the UK and very embarrassing... At least the seats in Starbucks were cool on my behind but it felt very obvious having to hitch up my skirt to not sit on it... I hid my tits with a cute scarf that I just didn't take off... I think I got through it without humiliating myself too much... But then my Mom suggested we take our kid and see the new Paddington Bear film at the cinema
After that was done, we had to brave the supermarket for our last grocery shop before Christmas... The weather made walking in my skirt a great deal of fun... And my husband enjoyed making me have to retrieve things from the highest or lowest shelves...
I didn't really relish the thought of dipping my boobs in cold milk again, but neither did my husband... He had a "better" idea and made me repeatedly dip them in a glass of Kahlua instead and alternated licking me clean himself and having me do it...
Once it was all gone my first dice roll of the night earned me another nice edge, although having to stand with my legs apart to do it was almost as uncomfortable as the following four edges in a position that's awkward, especially as I had to stand like that masturbating for nine minutes before I could let the edge happen...
My husband let me off the rope harness on Sunday night... Instead he used the rope to tie my wrists together behind my back and bend me backwards over one of our dining room chairs and tie the rope to the bar under the seat, then tied my ankles to the chair legs so I was stuck with my back arched and it got painful quickly... My husband hadn't even finished putting the nine clothespins on each breast and I was struggling... My calves and thighs were already complaining from having been stood with my legs spread in the living room, so this position was torturous... Oh God but worse was to come...
The coin flip landed on tails tonight and the first roll of the two dice said we'd have to roll ten more times to see how many spankings I would get tonight... And they decided 33
No mini massage wand vibrator tonight... My husband bought down the real deal, mains-powered full sized wand. Even with my body aching in the bondage position and my nipples screaming in the clothespins, once he put that to my crotch, those edges happened quickly and fiercely... So, so nice but they're making me feel so needy and desperate now... And still my husband didn't feel he was being quite cruel enough...
"What are you doing," I squeaked when, after the third edge had subsided, he started rubbing the head of the wand over my labia, soaking it and teasing me with firmer and firmer pushes...
"Just try to relax," he taunted me, but I couldn't relax... He was rubbing me, masturbating me, slowly penetrating me with the head of the massage wand, and that's a girthy object to be trying to push into me... Surely it wouldn't be possible for him to...
"Oh my God, get it out, get it out," I pleaded...
"One more edge to go," he said...
"No, don't turn it on!!!"
...he turned it on...
"Stop, stop, STOP," I had to scream... Oh God, oh fuck
He turned it off after only a second or two... I was immediately right on the edge and then I had to fight VERY hard not to go all the way...
"Tits," I begged and he obediently took hold of the clothespins on my nipples and twisted until I grunted in pain... Just enough to get control of myself back but oh FUCK was I yearning now...
But he had a way to fix that... First he took the clothespins off my nipples... Then as he removed each subsequent clothespin, he put it briefly on my nipple so I could feel them pinch, and then he'd take it off and repeat with one of the clothespins on my other breast Now they were SO sore, but it was about to get a whole lot worse...
My husband still had his leather driving gloves and decided that 33 spankings would divide nicely between my pussy and each of my breasts...
At least he saved the two edges wearing gloves until the end... But FUCK, my body was wracked when he finally untied me and took me up to bed to look after me...
5 - Edge, legs spread, standing...
1 - breasts need milking...
1 - 9 attempts at nipple pinching
2 - 9 minutes playing
2 - a harness made from string (rope)
3 - four edges in a pose that's awkward...
4 - clamp my tits with clothespins... 9 on each breast tonight...
5 - two edges wearing gloves
2 - spankings in the doggy position
My ass burned and my nipples throbbed all night Saturday night and into Sunday morning so breakfast with my parents wearing no underwear was cold in the wind and rain lashing the UK and very embarrassing... At least the seats in Starbucks were cool on my behind but it felt very obvious having to hitch up my skirt to not sit on it... I hid my tits with a cute scarf that I just didn't take off... I think I got through it without humiliating myself too much... But then my Mom suggested we take our kid and see the new Paddington Bear film at the cinema
After that was done, we had to brave the supermarket for our last grocery shop before Christmas... The weather made walking in my skirt a great deal of fun... And my husband enjoyed making me have to retrieve things from the highest or lowest shelves...
I didn't really relish the thought of dipping my boobs in cold milk again, but neither did my husband... He had a "better" idea and made me repeatedly dip them in a glass of Kahlua instead and alternated licking me clean himself and having me do it...
Once it was all gone my first dice roll of the night earned me another nice edge, although having to stand with my legs apart to do it was almost as uncomfortable as the following four edges in a position that's awkward, especially as I had to stand like that masturbating for nine minutes before I could let the edge happen...
My husband let me off the rope harness on Sunday night... Instead he used the rope to tie my wrists together behind my back and bend me backwards over one of our dining room chairs and tie the rope to the bar under the seat, then tied my ankles to the chair legs so I was stuck with my back arched and it got painful quickly... My husband hadn't even finished putting the nine clothespins on each breast and I was struggling... My calves and thighs were already complaining from having been stood with my legs spread in the living room, so this position was torturous... Oh God but worse was to come...
The coin flip landed on tails tonight and the first roll of the two dice said we'd have to roll ten more times to see how many spankings I would get tonight... And they decided 33
No mini massage wand vibrator tonight... My husband bought down the real deal, mains-powered full sized wand. Even with my body aching in the bondage position and my nipples screaming in the clothespins, once he put that to my crotch, those edges happened quickly and fiercely... So, so nice but they're making me feel so needy and desperate now... And still my husband didn't feel he was being quite cruel enough...
"What are you doing," I squeaked when, after the third edge had subsided, he started rubbing the head of the wand over my labia, soaking it and teasing me with firmer and firmer pushes...
"Just try to relax," he taunted me, but I couldn't relax... He was rubbing me, masturbating me, slowly penetrating me with the head of the massage wand, and that's a girthy object to be trying to push into me... Surely it wouldn't be possible for him to...
"Oh my God, get it out, get it out," I pleaded...
"One more edge to go," he said...
"No, don't turn it on!!!"
...he turned it on...
"Stop, stop, STOP," I had to scream... Oh God, oh fuck
He turned it off after only a second or two... I was immediately right on the edge and then I had to fight VERY hard not to go all the way...
"Tits," I begged and he obediently took hold of the clothespins on my nipples and twisted until I grunted in pain... Just enough to get control of myself back but oh FUCK was I yearning now...
But he had a way to fix that... First he took the clothespins off my nipples... Then as he removed each subsequent clothespin, he put it briefly on my nipple so I could feel them pinch, and then he'd take it off and repeat with one of the clothespins on my other breast
Now they were SO sore, but it was about to get a whole lot worse...My husband still had his leather driving gloves and decided that 33 spankings would divide nicely between my pussy and each of my breasts...
At least he saved the two edges wearing gloves until the end... But FUCK, my body was wracked when he finally untied me and took me up to bed to look after me...
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