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You’ve had your fun… now it’s time to pay for it. You’ve been soaking up all that delicious pleasure lately, haven’t you, my desperate little toy? Stroking, edging, drooling over my body like the desperate slave you are. But you and I both know something, don’t we? Pleasure doesn’t come without pain. In my world, in your world, as my slave, the two are inseparable. You ache for both. Today, I’m going to balance the scales. You’re already bound. Naked. Helpless. Your cock bare and twitching, ripe for torment. Now… guess what my fun little prop of the day is? Clothes pins. Yes. I want to see how many I can fit on you, your balls, your shaft, all of that needy flesh you love to offer me. One by one, I clip them on, watching you squirm… gasp… struggle. That’s when I giggle, because I’m just getting started. You didn’t think I’d stop at one toy, did you? Out comes my spike wheel. I trace it slowly over your pinned flesh, feeling you flinch under the sharp little teeth. So vulnerable. So mine. But I believe in balance… So I reach for my vibrator. Let’s give you a taste of pleasure, over all those clips. Can you even feel it? Or is your cock too consumed by the pain I’ve lovingly given you? That’s the point. I want to tease you with pleasure you can’t even process. When I’m done… Oh, I won’t just remove the pins gently. No, no. I’ll rip them off. One by one. Your whimpers are my favorite music. And to end our lovely torment session? One last sting to remind you who you belong to. Me. You’ll thank your Goddess for this. As you always do.