Chapter Five
Breast Piercings
At last, they returned and I struggled against my bonds while Master came to stare down possessively into my eyes.
“Isn’t this what you wanted, Laura?” he asked with a smile.
“Aaauuugggh! OOOoooooo!” I wailed in a long, moaning negative reply, feeling all of the terrible things fastened into my mouth and face convert every sound I tried to make to incoherent noise, just as he desired they should be.
“You’d better get used to wearing it, my dear,” he stated unequivocally. “None of it can be removed and so you’ll wear it all for the rest of your life, as I’ve told you.”
“Eea-oooo!” I croaked in my newly distorted speech, trying to say ‘Please, don’t! I can’t stand it!’ but of course I couldn’t articulate any words, and, whenever I tried to swallow or retc
