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\nPlaying With Leanne II:\nTweezers

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\nThis is a story featuring my\nslave Leanne. The stories can be read and enjoyed separately, so I\nhave not included them in part of a large novel. But if you want to\nread them in the order in which they occurred it is this order (when\nI have completed writing the stories):

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\nPlaying with Leanne I

\nPlaying with Leanne II:\nTweezers

\nPlaying with Leanne III:\nRed Hot Needles

\nLeanne Gives Up Her Safe\nWord

\nLeanne’s O Fantasy

\nThe Crucifixion of Leanne

\nLeanne Sacrifices Her Clit

\nLeanne Moves In

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\nSome of the tales do not\nreally feature in a chronological order, because some of the events\noverlapped with some of the events above. These stories, so far, are\ndetailed below. And some of the stories I simply cannot recall the\ncorrect chronology. \n

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\nLeanne the Latex Nun

\nReading to Leanne / Leanne\nReading

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\nPlaying with Leanne II

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\nThe second time that Leanne\ncame to see me she was wearing a long coat, as I had instructed. When\nI opened the door to her I could see her high-heeled shoes and\nfishnet stockings.

\n “Hand me the coat.” I\ncommanded. Perhaps with a little bit of reluctance Leanne handed me\nthe coat. She was now semi-naked on my doorstep. She had obeyed me in\nwearing shoes, stockings and suspenders under her long coat.

\n One thing in which she had\nnot obeyed me, though, was to shave her bush off. She had not touched\nit. I grabbed her cunt hair and pulled her into my house by it. \n

\n “What did I say about not\nshaving?” I asked, sternly.

\n “You said that if I\ndidn’t shave then you would pluck out each hair with a bunch of\ntweezers, as painfully as you could.” Leanne said. So that was the\nway that it was going to be. She wanted me to pluck her hair out\npainfully. Well, there was no way that I could back down. If I did I\nwould rightfully lose all respect of this slave. \n

\n I could smell a fain aroma\nof arousal coming from Leanne. I touched a finger to her quim. It\ncame away damp. Yes, the prospect of pain was definitely turning her\non. She was a masochist, at least in her fantasies. But I had not yet\npushed her all that far. So far she had only taken a light caning.\nWe’d see just how masochist she was when I used the tweezers.

\n “Upstairs, on the bed.”\nI said. Leanne didn’t need to be told twice. She almost skipped up\nthe stairs. It was clear that she had been looking forward to this.

\n She went into the playroom\nand laid herself down on the bed, on her back. She spread her legs as\nwide as they would go, offering her hairy cunt up for torture. And\ntorture it would get.

\n “Will I need to chain you\nup?” I asked.

\n “Yes, please, Master\nCrowley.” she said. She was incorrigible. I sighed, and got out\nchains which I had already attached to the four corners of the bed.\nBut first I buckled padded leather straps onto her wrists and ankles.\n\n

\n I did her arms first,\nattaching the chains to the bands around her wrists. I pulled her\narms out as tightly as possible, using little padlocks to attach the\nchains. There was no way that she was getting out without the key\n(all of the tiny padlocks used the same keys, of which I had plenty).

\n Then I did her legs,\nspreading them out even wider than she had spread them. I could tell\nthat she was already in discomfort. Good. It would only get worse.

\n I stripped off my clothes.\nI liked to work naked.

\n “Get ready for agony,\nslut.” I said. I picked up the tweezers and knelt on the bed,\nbetween her widespread legs. I had never got to use the tweezers\nbefore. All of my previous slaves and submissives had been\nclean-shaven.

\n Leanne didn’t say\nanything. But she was watching intently. She wanted to see what was\nhappening to her.

\n I began pulling the hairs\nout of her cunt, trying to cause as much pain as possible. I didn’t\njust jerk the hair out, but stretched out the skin, until the hair\nfinally gave way and pulled out. This was going to take a long time.\nBut so much the better. I knew that she would be shaven from now on.

\n As I pulled out curly black\nhair after curly black hair Leanne began to get aroused. The signs\nwere unmistakeable. Her labia thickened slightly, and opened up,\nrevealing the hot pink wetness within. And she became very wet. I\nknew that it would not be long before there would be a wet patch on\nthe bed. I could also smell the sweet sent of her arousal. I wondered\nif Leanne would come just from me plucking the hairs out. I wasn’t\ngoing to help her get off. But if she came just from the pain then so\nmuch the better. Even better, though, would be for her to go to the\nedge of orgasm but not quite over. I wanted her turned on, all\nthrough the process of denuding her hairy cunt. \n

\n I did her mons, and then\nthe hairs around her arsehole. I left the hairs near her sopping cunt\nfor last. I was going to have a little fun with those. Fun? I was\nrock hard. This was a real turn on for me. It took an effort of will\non my part to not just plunge into her hot cunt. But that would\nsurely have brought her off, and that was not my intent. No, I was\ngoing to save my spunk up from when she was about to leave. I had\nalready decided that every visit would end first with me cumming all\nover her face, and then pissing in her mouth. I had begun not to cum\nmyself between her visits, saving up my sperm so that she would have\nplenty of hot white cum dripping from her face when she went home.

\n I glanced up at her face.\nShe had now closed her eyes, and almost seemed to be in some reverie.\nHer lips were slightly parted, and I could see the tip of her tongue.\nShe made an erotic little oh\nsound every time that I pulled a pubic hair out.

\n It was now time to start on\nthe hairs nearest to her open cunt. This was going to be good –\nfort me, if not Leanne. This time, I did not grab a hair with the\ntweezers, but the little bit of skin where the hair came out of the\nflesh. I pulled, taking not just the hair but a little bit of skin,\nas well. There was a little red mark where the hair had been.

\n Leanne did not scream. But\nshe grunted as I did my evil work. I carried on, feverishly, pulling\nout hairs, roots, and a tiny bit of skin. By the time I was finished\nthere were red marks all around Leanne’s labia. It looked like a\nlot of insect bites. I put the tweezers aside.

\n “If I ever see a single\nhair on your cunt again I will burn your cunt with alcohol. Then I\nwill shave off the hairs on your head. And, furthermore, you will be\nexpelled from my presence, never to see me again.”

\n “Thank you master, I will\nmake sure that I am smooth in future, Thank you for my punishment?”

\n “Punishment?” I said.\n“That was not punishment, Leanne. That was simply performing a\nnecessary operation. Your punishment is still to come. And since it\nwas your pubis mound which offended me, that is where the punishment\nwill come.

\n I got off the bed, my\nerection bobbing as I walked. I looked at my implements. I decided\nthat something like a riding crop would be too severe, so early in\nour relationship. I wanted to cause pain, not real damage. I decided\non a wide, leather slapper. It would cover her entire cuntal area\nwith each stroke.

\n I climbed back on the bed,\nand stood with a foot either side of Leanne’s head. It allowed me\nto strike down between Leanne’s legs with great force. That was\nwhat I did, making Leanne sob with pain, as the leather strap\nreddened her cunt. Slap after slap hit her. I made sure that I caught\nher labia with every stroke. \n

\n I only stopped when my arm\nwas too tired to whip Leanne any more. By then her whole cunt area\nwas bright red. But I could still see her clit poking through its\nhood, massively engorged. I knew that it had been hit many times. But\nLeanne had stayed turned on.

\n “Did you cum at any\nstage?” I asked Leanne.

\n “No, Master Crowley.”\nLeanne said. “I almost did with the tweezers, before you began\npulling out the hairs around my vagina. But I couldn’t quite get\nthere.”

\n “Perhaps next time we\nmeet you will cum.” I told Leanne. “But I am considering turning\nyou into a real painslut, where you will only be able to cum from the\npain.”

\n “Yes please, Master\nCrowley, I would like that.”

\n “We’ll see.” I said.\nI released Leanne from her bondage. \n

\n “No frigging yourself\nuntil you get home.” I said, knowing how badly she needed to cum. I\nknew that she would obey me. \n

\n “Yes, Master Crowley.”\nshe said, submissively. She was one of the most natural submissives I\nhad ever encountered.

\n “Kneel at my feet, slut.”\nI said. “I want to cum. It is time for you to thank me for your\npunishment.”

\n Leanne knelt at my feet, and\ngave me a great blowjob. It was only minutes before I was cumming all\nover her face.

\n “Remember, you are to\nleave my gift on your face until you are home. I want another selfie\nwhen you get home, showing that you did not wipe off me gift.”

\n “Yes, Master Crowley.”\nLeanne said. One eye was closed, as I had deposited a far bit of\nspunk on her eyelid. Gravity was slowly dragging it down her cheek.

\n “Time for your drink.”\nI said. I put my cock back in her mouth. I pissed, holding back so\nthat she could drink it all. This time it was a lot more than on her\nfirst visit. I had drunk a lot of water before Leanne’s arrival, in\nanticipation of this, and it was a great relief for me to empty my\nbladder. I think that I surprised Leanne with how much piss she had\nto swallow. But swallow it all she did.

\n “Good girl.” I said.\n“You may go now. Contact me when you want to play again.”

\n I watched Leanne go down to\nher car, wearing only her suspenders and fishnet tights. She drove\noff. I smiled, looking forwards to the next time I would see the\nlittle slut.

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\nThe End. \n

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