Slave Piercing

            A few white marks on her nipples and a pair inside her nose. Annabelle sneezed. The chalk moved down between her legs. One, two, three, four, five horrible marks. Annabelle rattled her chains desperately, as the little pea between her legs was teased forth.

            “Please, not my clit,” Annabelle cried.

            Naomi smiled.

            “Annabelle, I have all my animals chained and ringed—I wouldn’t want you to feel left out.”

            A dab of drool slid down Annabelle's cheek, as Kasim forced a wooden gag between her teeth.

            “Use the pincer, Kasim—no point spoiling these sluts with a needle.”

Artist's Note:
Although the pincer is close, in compliance with DeviantArt's rules, this image illustrates the moment just before contact is made.