Tag Archives: Pain

Pegs, pain and pleasure

Every time he twitches it fires a pain response. Every time it fires a pain response three things happen, firstly his face contorts, initial wide eyed shock at the intensity before gritting his teeth to ride it, secondly I squeal … Continue reading

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Reflections of a sadist

With his fingers locked around my wrist I pad along behind him in puzzlement, obeying his command to. “Come on pup…” What’s he doing? Why are we going in here? The light from the hallway illuminates the room, bouncing off … Continue reading

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