Mabel's First Chore

So I emailed with Mabel. And she’s agreed to publish accounts on this blog. Hot. Of course she has some concerns—namely that if she’s punishing herself, then there’s nothing submissive about it, and that she’ll only be able to push herself to the point she can comfortably take, which really isn’t particularly submissive at all. Perhaps that may be true, but hopefully she can at least push hard against her limits. And if she remembers that I’m asking it of her, and pretends like I’m there forcing her hands, then maybe she’ll be able to take herself further than she knew. And the fact that she has to honestly write about it afterwards should make her a bit more inclined to be at least a bit stoic in her ability to endure pain at her own hands, lest she have to confess her shortcomings (or—gasp—fill the internet with lies!)

What follows is written to Mabel—in second person, which may suffer from literari-lameness, but the idea is that she’ll hear my voice in the writing and set the mood for herself. Although she should read all the directions first, it doesn’t hurt to have them up as a reminder, lest she find herself caught up in the moment. If you’re a female out there and want to play along, feel free to do so, but leave a comment and let me know how it goes (or cums?). Without further ado, here is Mabel’s first chore:

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Undress to your panties, but leave them on.

Take out your nipple clamps, and tighten one around each nipple until it hurts enough to make you wince.

Once both clamps are on, pull out iTunes and put on a song, around 3-4 minutes... good nipple clamping music. If you want some recommendations, I’d go with “The World is Not Enough” by Garbage, or perhaps (if you have a copy) “Ava Adore”, Smashing Pumpkins. But really anything slow and powerful will do. “Fade Into You?” “Mad World?” “Lighting Crashes?” Eh, I’m sure you’ll come up with something good. For Christ sake, no Brittany.

While the song is playing kneel in the middle of your bed facing the head of it, with your knees pressed together. From this point forward you must leave your knees here until you cum... but no touching yourself yet.

Put your nose into your pillows, and your hands on the small of your back with your butt in the air directly over your knees. Your face should be shoved into the pillow by your weight unsupported by your knees and the jewels dangling from your nipples slowly them to fire.

If you’re too comfortable, move your knees back and let your face shove harder into the pillow. Patiently wait for the song to end, with your face buried into the pillow and your pinched nipples dangling. No moving.

When the song is over, rise to your knees and pull your panties down to your knees.

With your knees still together, and your nipples still clamped, masturbate using only your hands, until you cum.

If you get off without removing your nipple clamps once then you obviously left them too lose. While you’re cumming, you must tighten each nipple clamp, further and leave it on until for as long as you can.

If the pain overcomes you, and you have to take off the clamps before you cum then pull your panties back up, pull up another song and put your nose back into the pillow, hands on your back, and wait for at least three minutes, or until your nipples regain their strength. Then re-secure your nipple clamps, again as tightly as you can bear, drop your panties, raise to your knees. Only then may you resume masturbating until you cum.

If you have to take the nipple clamps off again, keep repeating the previous step until you finally do cum.

There may come a point where you haven’t cum and you can’t take the clamps any more, even after a several minute break with your head in the pillow. If this happens you must then pull your panties back up, and if you still want to masturbate, must leave your head in the pillow, reach over your back and rub yourself from behind, over your panties. If you cannot get off like that, you may not touch yourself until the morning.

Any time when you cum, you must leave your knees together and on the bed, with your ass above them. Only after you’re done orgasming and convulsing may you collapse to the bed, remove your clamps, and enjoy the rest of your night—save one last chore.

Afterwards, you must write to tell me how you did, when you came, what you were fantasizing about, and how well you obeyed everything I asked of you (and perhaps your playlist). And of course what you found out about yourself and how well you can take and enjoy rough sex at your own hands.