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\nMaso-camming: Parts Nine to\nTwelve

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Maso-camming:\nPart Nine

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\nThe camming continued. But\nwith Cammy now having a brand on her pubic mound her site was more\npopular than ever. It was Darla, though, who was now in control of\nwhat Cammy should do; and Cammy submitted to the black girl, happy to\nhave decisions taken away. Shocking Cammy with electricity was a big\nfeature over the weeks to come, although no session was ever as long\nas that mammoth endurance session. Every time that electricity was an\noption the hatchet-faced sadist in her forties was there, sending\nshocks exclusively through Cammy’s clit, as though she wanted to\nburn it away. Cammy decided that, the next time that she saw Kate,\nshe would ask Kate about the woman. Perhaps Kate knew who she was.

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\nDarla was inventive, and\nclearly liked dominating Cammy. It wasn’t just about the fact that\nshe got Cammy to suck her off. There was a genuine streak of cruelty\nin Darla. \n

\n\tOne time Darla brought half a\ndozen guys around to do a bukkake with Cammy. Cammy didn’t\nrecognise any of them. They were all too old to be university\nstudents. Cammy did not know that they were all porn stars, paid for\nby Darla out of the site’s profits: Darla now had control of the\nmoney. They had been paid to refrain for cumming for a couple of\nweeks, so that they would build up a lot of sperm in their balls.\nDarla had also told them not to wash. It couldn’t be seen on\nscreen, but she wanted them to be funky in smell when Cammy sucked\nthem off. Funky in smell, and funky in taste. It was all about\nhumiliating Cammy. Darla liked to humiliate the white girl.

\n\tThe men did not fuck Cammy.\nIt was just a bukkake. Cammy brought them to the brink of orgasm.\nThen one after the other they came on Cammy face, and in her hair,\nchristening her with their sperm. Her face was entirely coated with\nthe hot white cum. It was dripping off her chin. Darla, becoming\ncrueller with each session, took photos of Cammy’s face with her\nsmartphone. Perhaps when Darla no longer cared about Cammy she would\nmail those photos to everybody she knew, so that they could see what\na slut Cammy Logan was.

\n\tCammy’s eyes were totally\ncovered by spunk. She had her eyes closed, of course. Darla peeled\nback Cammy’s eyelids so that the sperm was touching Cammy’s\neyeballs. For an instant Darla had a memory of a scene from a Steven\nSeagal movie in which woman’s eye was threatened with a red hot\nneedle. Darla smiled…

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\nAnother time when Darla\narrived she threw a pack of cigarettes on the bed. Cammy stared at\nthem, knowing that she was finally going to have cigarette torture.\nBut she had been branded. There was no way that cigarette torture\ncould be as bad as that. But Cammy had once, as she had been walking\nalong, gone past a guy who had been holding a cigarette between his\nfingers as he walked. His hand had hit the back of her hand as they\nhad passed, and the cigarette had burned the flesh on the back of her\nhand. That had hurt for days, and she had ended up with a little\nwhite mark where he had burned her. \n

\n\tThe session began, Cammy’s\nfirst with cigarettes. Darla was sensible not to give Cammy any bad\nburns. Darla merely singed Cammy’s breasts with the ash, as the\nblack girl trailed the cigarette over Cammy’s body. Cammy made some\nwonderful little sounds of pain as the ash contacted her flesh. The\nash swirled along the under-slopes of Cammy’s tits. It trailed\nalong her inner thighs, threatening but not touching Cammy’s wet\npussy. It hovered over her anus, but did not touch. A tiny bit of ash\nsinged the very tips of Cammy’s erect nipples, making Cammy shiver\nin exquisite pain / pleasure. Yes, for this cigarette torture did not\nleave any burns needing medical treatment – the cigarette left only\npain where it touched, and, for Cammy, pain had become far more\nexciting than mere pleasure. She could envision a time when she would\nneed such pains to cum. And Darla knew that.

\n\tDarla ran a vote, as she\nburned Cammy, of where the cigarette should be stubbed out. The\noptions were: anus, breast, nipples, on labia, inside the cunt, and\non the clit. When Darla neared the end of the session she glanced at\nthe computer screen to see what it read:

\n\tAnus: 0%

\n\tBreast: 7%

\n\tNipples: 7%

\n\tOn Labia: 7%

\n\tInside the cunt: 28%

\n\tOn the clit: 515

\n\t“Well, at seems fairly\ndecisive.” Darla said. “You know, I’ve read about this in\nstories, but never seen it done for real. Lots of fakes out there.\nBut you’re not a fake, are you, Cammy?”

\n\t“No.” Cammy said, meekly.\n\n

\n\t“You may recover from\nthis.” Darla said. “Or you may not. I’m gonna burn you on the\nvery tip, which is the most sensitive part of the clit. You’ll\nstill have the sides of the clit for pleasure. Beg me to burn your\nclit.”

\n\t“What?”

\n\t“Beg me to burn your clit.\nI’m not gonna do it unless you beg.”

\n\t“Please, Darla, burn my\nclit.”

\n\tThat use of her name\ninfuriated Darla. She had been wearing a mask to keep her real\nidentity secret. Darla had intended to only singe the very tip of the\nclit. But anger flooded through the black girl. She wanted to really\nhurt Cammy – and fuck it if the white bitch couldn’t cum again.

\n\tDarla had Cammy open her\nmouth. Darla knocked off the ash onto Cammy’s pink tongue. Cammy\nswallowed the hot ash, burning her tongue and her throat.

\n\tThen Darla puffed on the\ncigarette as quickly as possible. The end went from red to bright\norange. Darla stubbed the cigarette out on the sensitive end of\nCammy’s clit, holding it there until it went out. Cammy fainted. \n

\n\tWhen she recovered it was to\nfind that she had a nasty burn on the end of her clit. It took a very\nlong time for Cammy’s clit to recover from that, and to regain all\nof its sensitivity on the tip. But even that healed, although Cammy\nhad feared that it might not.

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\nThat was not the only time for\nheat play, following the branding of her pubic mound. Another time,\nwhen Cammy had got back all sensitivity in her clit – and there is\nno point torturing a person if they are not going to feel it –\nDarla brought around some needles and a coking thermometer. Cammy was\ntied down to the bed, her cunt facing the camera. Cammy watched as\nDarla put on some leather gloves, and put a small pot of water on the\nhob to boil, with the coking thermometer propped up in it. She put\nall of the needles in the water, so that the metal of the needles was\nin the heating water. \n

\n\t“We would normally do this\nwith red hot needles.” Darla announced, to the audience and to\nCammy. “But if you do that you destroy the nerves, so that the maso\nslut can only experience the pain once. We want Cammy to be able to\nfeel this pain again and again, without any reduction. So we are\nlimiting the temperature of these needles to 80 degrees centigrade.\nThat is less than boiling temperature. It will be very painful. But\nthe bitch will recover.”

\n\tDarla showed the thermometer\nto the camera. It read 79 degrees. Using her gloves, and turning the\nheat down on the hob, Darla took a needle out of the pot. A few\nseconds later that needle was being pushed, slowly and painfully,\ninto Cammy’s left breast.

\n\tCammy yelped. Even her yelps\nof pain were charged with eroticism. Torturing Cammy turned Darla on.\nThe black girl’s pussy began to get wet. \n

\n\tA hot needle pierced Cammy’s\nright breast. It did not look hot to the camera, but it felt red hot\nto Cammy. It was agony. So why was her pussy wet?

\n\tMore needles were pushed into\nCammy’s breasts. These were not shallow piercings of the skin, but\nall the way in, until the head of the hot needle touched the skin of\nthe tormented breast. The last two needles went through the nipples,\ndown into the meat of Cammy’s tits.

\n\tThe only reason why Darla did\nnot put a needle through Cammy’s clit was that it was still\nrecovering from the cigarette burn, and Darla wanted Cammy to feel\nevery bit of pain.

\n\tWhen there were no more\nneedles to use Darla climbed onto Cammy’s facve and had Cammy bring\nher to orgasm – which didn’t take long, Darla was so turned on.\nThen, without changing position, Darla pissed down Cammy’s throat.\nthe black girl then left, not bothering to remove the needles from\nCammy’s tits.

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\nDarla pissed into Cammy’s\nmouth almost every session now. The only reason that she didn’t\nshit in Cammy’s mouth was that the idea of scat was a massive\nturn-off for Darla. She did not forgo that activity out of any\nconcern for the teenaged Cammy, and what she might want.

\n\tHad Darla been allowed to\nkeep a dog in her rooms then she would have certainly got one – one\nwith a big cock – just so that she could watch Cammy suck it off,\neven if it was an activity which they could never put on the cam\nshow. In Darla’s mind there was no humiliation too bizarre, no pain\ntoo great, for Cammy the camming slut.

\n\tIt occurred to Cammy, in her\nmore sensible moments, that the camming was slowly getting more\nextreme, and that it couldn’t continue. Something had to give…

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Maso-camming:\nPart Ten

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\nCammy carried on seeing her\nslave mistress to be, making regular trips down to see Kate. On the\nnext trip after Cammy had agreed to be Kate’s permanent slave one\nday Cammy walked into the sex shop to see Kate looking flustered, her\nface red. Kate was wearing a black tee shirt, her nipples massively\nerect from the ring around their base. \n

\n\t“You’re still wearing the\nrings.” Cammy said. It was a statement, rather than a question.

\n\t“Yes, of course.” Kate\nsaid. “They are our engagement rings. I will wear them until you\nbecome my permanent slave. Then we will both wear our wedding rings.\nI have two new special rings for our clits.”

\n\t“What are they like?”\nCammy asked, curious as to what device Kate had got hold of now.

\n\t“Let me shut up shop.”\nKate gasped. It was clear that she was having a problem with the\nsensations from the nipple and clit rings. But she was still wearing\nthem. Kate’s clit had expanded to look even bigger than Cammy’s\nnub. The ring at the base looked to be too tight, trapping the clit.\nBut Cammy knew from experience that it was not. The ring allowed\nblood out so that there would be no permanent damage. Kate’s\nnipples were also big, held erect and sensitive. \n

\n\tKate got out the “wedding\nrings” and showed them to Cammy. The rings were more like tubes.\nThey looked too thin for a clit, but Kate assured Cammy that the\nfinal ones would be snug but would not cause necrosis. Neither woman\nwanted to lose their clit. \n

\n\t“The clit is sucked up into\nthe tube.” Kate said. “Then I press a tiny button on the side.\nThe button can only be pressed once. Tiny needles pierce the\nstretched clit all along its length. Only the end of the clit will\nprotrude from the end of the tube. But there is an end for the tube,\nwhich will screw in place. It has a needle in the centre which will\ngo down the length of the clit piercing it. The needles will only be\nin your tube.”

\n\tKate’s voice was very\nthroaty as she described what could only be described as the ultimate\nclit torture device. Cammy listened in shock, at least a little. Her\nclit would always be in pain, with the needles inside it. Did she\nwant that? Her masochism said yes.

\n\t“The rings can tell if\neither of us cum.” Kate said. “When you become my slave you will\nhave a battery pack fitted to a belt. Wires will go to your clit\ntube. When you cum you will get a powerful electric shock for the\nlength of your orgasm. The shock will cause the loose needle to\nvibrate inside your clit. It will be exquisite. \n

\n\t“When I am running the shop\nI will have a vibrator attached to my clit tube. The sensor will\ndetect every time that I cum. Every time that I cum you will receive\na shock to your clit for the length of your orgasm. And you know that\nit does not take much to make me cum. I will be cumming dozens of\ntimes a day, turned on by the thought of you suffering.”

\n\t“Oh, God, that sounds so\nhot.” Cammy said. She leant forward and kissed her lover on the\nopen mouth, a French kiss which went on and on, and inevitably led to\nCammy using her tongue all over Kate’s body. When Cammy had brought\nKate to a screaming orgasm by tickling the Spanish woman’s clit\nwith the very tip of her tongue the two women settled down to talk.

\n\tCammy described the\nhatchet-faced sadist, who liked to torture her clit with electricity.

\n\t“Ye, she is a regular\nclient.” Kate said. “I know her. She is a real sadist. You do not\nwant to fall into her hands. She believes in orgasm denial for her\nslaves. Not cutting off a clit or anything like that, but not letting\na slave cum – ever. She has a slave girl who she has had for ten\nyears, now. That slave has never cum in all that time, if the woman\nis to be believed. \n

\n\t“This sadist, she is\nflat-chested, and she hates slaves with large breasts. Her slave has\nvery large breasts. For ten years now they have been tortured every\nday. She showed me a photo of her slave once. The slave has a metal\nguard attached by piercings over her clit, so that the slave cannot\naccess her clit. It only comes off for clit torture. But the slave’s\nbreasts were a mess. They were covered with old scar tissue from\nbeing burned, whipped and pierced with skewers. Every bit was\nscarred. The breasts were black with bruises. One nipple was missing\nwhere it had been burned off with a branding iron. The sadist said\nthat she was looking to sell her slave to a snuff film maker, so that\nshe could buy a slave with a new set of big breasts to destroy. I\nhope that she was joking, showing off. But pray you never fall in her\nhands.

\n\t“Anyway, we have talked\nenough.” Kate said. She wanted more action, and there was a naughty\nlook on her face.. “Come upstairs.”

\n\tCammy followed Kate upstairs.\nIt was time to get down to some dirty sex. But first Kate took Cammy\ninto the upstairs bathroom. \n

\n\t“I need to shit.” Kate\nsaid. She got undressed and sat down on the toilet – which was a\nrelief for Cammy, as she had feared, for a few seconds, that Kate had\nbeen interested in indulging in scat play. Kate showed no\nembarrassment as she shat a large brown turd into the toilet bowl.\nBut as Kate reached for the toilet paper Cammy noticed that there was\nnone. \n

\n\t“What am I supposed to do?”\nKate asked, smiling at Cammy. Kate turned, so that her arse was\nfacing Cammy.

\n\t“Cammy, clean me up. You\nsaid that when you come to be my permanent slave there will be no\nlimits. Now is your chance to prove it. Lick me clean.”

\n\tCammy only hesitated for a\nmoment. But she had promised to be a no limits slave, so she could\nhardly back out now. She had let herself be branded. This was her\nfuture, now.

\n\tShe licked away the traces of\nthe shit, grimacing as she tasted shit for the first time. Cammy\nlicked away all of the shit around Kate’s arsehole, as Cammy used\nher tongue on toilet paper. Cammy did not stop, but held Kate’s\nbuttocks apart, as Kate relaxed her arsehole. Cammy stuck her tongue\nin Kate’s arsehole, swirling her tongue around inside to clean as\nmuch as she could reach. When Cammy finished Kate lifted Cammy to her\nfeet, and kissed Cammy on the open mouth, the tongues swirling,\ndespite the fact that Cammy still had traces of shit on her tongue.\nThe taste did not seem to bother Kate.

\n\t“Once upon a time I used to\nserve an older woman, back in Spain.” Kate said, looking in Cammy’s\neyes. “She used to shit in my mouth. It is the most intimate thing\nwhich two women can do. When you become my slave you will not just\nclean me after I shit. I will\nshit in your mouth,\nand you will come to love it, just like I did. I have chemicals which\nwill keep you healthy, and make sure that you don’t gag.”

\n\tThe idea of Kate filling\nCammy’s mouth with a hot, steaming turd thrilled Cammy, but also\nfilled her with fear. What if she couldn’t take it? But she knew\nthat she would try. She would try anything to please her Spanish\nlover.

\n\tKate examined Cammy’s\nbrand, to make sure that there was no infection. But it was fine.\nThere was nothing to do for the next few hours than to play – and\nplay they did, with Kate strapping on a long strap-on with various\nsoft plastic nodules on its surface. Kate fucked Cammy in the cunt\nuntil Cammy came. Then Kate fucked Cammy in the arsehole for a long\ntime. When Kate got bored of that she made Cammy lick the dildo\nclean. It was not so bad licking shit a second time. You can get used\nto anything.

\n\tLying in bed, with time to\nkill, Kate said that she had something to show Cammy.

\n\t“But you must not tell\nanybody I have this video, or I could get into trouble.”

\n\tCammy promised secrecy. Kate\ngot out her laptop, and selected a file. The monitor on the wall\nburst into life. Cammy recognised the scene. It was the backyard\nwhere she had been branded. The blue cobbles of the ground were\npicked out in high definition. \n

\n\tA naked Kate was led out into\nthe back yard, on all fours, by a leash attached to a collar around\nKate’s neck. The person leading Kate out was a very tattooed woman\nin a leather corset and boots. Cammy never saw the face of the other\nwoman. The tattooed woman obviously knew where the cameras were.

\n\tThe woman left Kate there,\nkneeling on the cobbles. The tattooed woman brought out a Great Dane.\nCammy gasped. She was about to witness bestiality for the first time.\nShe began to caress her clit – and Kate began to caress hers. It\nwas obvious that Kate had heard Darla lie that Cammy liked to fuck\ndogs.

\n\tThe dog sniffed the air. He\nmust have caught the scent of Kate’s arousal, as his furry sheath\nbegan to retract, revealing his nasty red cock.

\n\t“Stay.” was the one order\ngiven to the dog. Kate crawled under the dog and began to suck its\ncock. She went on and on, licking and sucking. When it looked like\nthe dog was about to cum Kate changed position, lying on her back on\nthe ground, with her mouth open. She angled the cock as the cum\ndribbled out so that it would all fall into her open mouth. Kate\nstared into the camera, a look of absolute lust on her face. It was\none of the most erotic things which Cammy had ever seen. She came\nloudly, watching Kate swallow all of the cum of the Great Dane.

\n\tAfter that Cammy had to catch\nher train back to her university digs. The last thing that she did,\nas she was walking down the road, was to turn around and shout at the\nwaving Kate:

\n\t“I like dogs!”

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Maso-camming:\nPart Eleven

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\nCammy carried on camming, with\nDarla directing what happened. Darla got increasingly sadistic, as\nthe weeks progressed – not that Cammy cared. The pain no longer was\nenough, and Darla seemed to sense that, putting Cammy into nastier\nand nastier scenarios.

\n\tCigarettes featured again.\nThis time, though, Darla did not gently brush the skin with the hot\nash of the cigarette. This was real cigarette torture. It would leave\nmarks which would last more than a day or two. Cammy would carry some\nof the marks for years. \n

\n\tDarla would flick the hot ash\ninto Cammy’s open mouth, before searing the side of Cammy’s\nbreasts. Darla pushed the amber ember into the skin so fiercely that\nthe cigarette would be stubbed out. But that was not the end of the\nsession. Darla relit the cigarette and continued, burning first one\nbreast then the other. Soon Cammy’s tits were covered with black\nmarks, and Cammy was begging for Darla to stop. The pain had become\ntoo bad even for the maso slut. But Darla continued, working her way\nin towards the nipples. Then, to finish the session, Darla lit\nanother cigarette. Darla smoked both, until the ends were orange.\nThen, a glowing cigarette in each hand, she stubbed out both\ncigarettes at the same time, on Cammy’s swollen and defenceless\nnipples.

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\nOn another night Darla turned\nup with a bullwhip. This was a nasty whip, not one for casual play.\nDarla had not got it from a sex shop, but from a tack store, where\nyou bought saddles and stuff. It was not intended for casual sex\nplay. Darla lashed Cammy’s back and buttocks, causing red marks.\nCammy moaned with pain as the lash of the whip hit her. But Cammy’s\nmoans of pleasure / pain only drove Darla to further excess. She put\nmore strength into the whipping.

\n\tSLASH!\nA whip stroke across Cammy’s shoulders as she was face down on the\nbed was the first to draw blood. But it was not the last. \n

\n\tSLASH!\nAnother biting cut across Cammy’s back split the skin, and blood\nbegan to ooze through the wound. And Cammy moaned again. But her\nmoans were so erotic…

\n\tDown the back Darla went, to\ntake out her sexual frustrations on Cammy’s sweet backside. The\nleather cut, and cut again. It would be painful for Cammy to sit down\nfor many days, and it would take much longer for the cuts to heal and\nthen fade. Thankfully Darla, seeing the blood, managed to catch\nherself before ordering Cammy to turn over so that she could whip her\ntits and cunt. That whip would have ruined them forever.

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\nDarla still liked to use\nstrap-ons on Cammy. But those strap-ons were now the largest ones\nwhich Darla owned, so big that their entrance was painful, as they\nstretched Cammy out. Darla began to only use them on Cammy’s\narsehole, no longer fucking the young woman’s cunt. Darla always\nhad Cammy lick them clean. Cammy began to give herself enemas before\ncamming sessions, just so that she wouldn’t end up with the taste\nof her own shit in her mouth.

\n\tDarla began saying that she\nwanted to get hold of strap-ons with studs and sharp metal spikes, to\ndo some real damage. Cammy never said that she knew a certain Spanish\nlady who could almost certainly could get hold of such things. To\nDarla Kate was just a subscriber. She had no idea of Cammy’s\nrelationship for her. Which was probably good for Cammy.

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\nCammy was now loose in her\nbackside enough that Darla could get her fist inside Cammy. She would\npull on a plastic glove and fist Cammy’s arsehole. The fisting only\nwent as far as Darla’s wrist. But Darla kept shouting that one day\nCammy would take her arm as far as the elbow. Cammy believed her:\nthat if the sessions continued that Darla’s arm would go deeper and\ndeeper, ruining the insides of Cammy’s arse. \n

\n\tCammy would have loved Darla\nto fist her tight cunt instead. Or for Darla to make love to her,\nrather than raping her or inflicting pain. But Darla had become\naddicted to the role she had been playing. Now it was no longer a\nrole which Darla put on. Darla really had become an evil, sadistic,\nblack dominating bitch.

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\nAnother time Darla used\nneedles on Cammy. Cammy had, of course, used needles many times\nbefore, including ones heated in almost-boiling water. But this time\nDarla had decided on something special, something to distinguish this\nmasochist from any other camming site. \n

\n\tDarla, wearing her leather\nmask to hide her identity (even though Cammy had used her name in a\nprevious camming session), put on leather gloves. She got out a Zippo\nlighter (a genuine one, not a fake). Darla had made sure that it was\nfull of fuel.

\n\tDarla whispered to Cammy to\nface the camera and repeat what she whispered in her ear. Cammy did\nthat. Whatever pain she was about to receive was not going to be\nenough.

\n\t“My name is Cammy Logan,\nand I am a painslut.” Cammy said, staring straight at the lens of\nthe camera. There could be no mistake who she was. “I like to be\ntortured. The more pain the better. I like to have my breasts and\ncunt tortured. I have been branded on my cunt, as you can see. I came\nwhen the branding iron was forced onto my flesh. Now I dream of red\nhot iron. So my ebony mistress has graciously agreed to give me some\nof the pain I need with red hot needles. I have begged her to one day\nburn off my nipples and clit with a red hot poker. But she has not\nyet agreed to do that. Perhaps one day, if I beg her hard enough, she\nwill.”

\n\tDarla got out a needle and\nher Zippo lighter. The needle had a plastic handle so that Darla\ncould hold it without burning her fingers, while she held the pointy\nend in the Zippo’s flame. Darla held the needle until the end was\nslowing red. Then, showing not a whit of mercy, Darla grabbed Cammy\nright breast and worked the needle into the flesh. Darla kept pushing\ndown on the needle until the head of the needle was touching Cammy’s\nbreast, and the glowing end of the needle was fully inside Cammy’s\nbreast, burning the inside, doing permanent damage.

\n\tDarla heated up another\nneedle, and forced it into Cammy’s left breast, again pushing until\nthe needle was deep in Cammy’s breast, cooking the inside,\ndestroying nerves. Darla carried on pushing red hot needles into\nCammy until there were only four needles left.

\n\t“Shit, should have brought\nmore needles.” Darla muttered. Cammy was very glad that she had\nnot. But she was worried where the last four needles were going to\ngo.

\n\tThe first two of the glowing\nneedles were forced into Cammy’s outer labia, lengthwise down\nthrough the lip. One went in each outer cuntlip. By then Cammy was\nshaking in pain. But she did not dare say anything to Darla while she\nwas in such a mood, in case Darla put a red hot needle in her tongue\nto shut her up. And Cammy was very scared that one of thee last two\nneedles was destined for her clit.

\n\t“Now for your nipples,\nslut.” Darla said. Cammy breathed a sigh of relief that her clit\nwas to be spared. She would still be able to cum. \n

\n\tCammy watched as Darla heated\nup the first needle in the Zippo’s flame. She seemed to hold it in\nthe flame than longer than the other needles.

\n\t“Now I’m gonna burn this\nslut’s nips.” Darla said, putting as much cruelty into her voice\nas she could. “I hope that she loses all feeling in them. Not that\nit matters if they’re ruined. One of these days I’m gonna cut\nthem off…”

\n\tDarla pushed a needle into\neach nipple, moving it around as it went in, trying to cause maximum\nagony. Darla laughed in glee to see how much pain Cammy was in. She\ndidn’t care if the white sluts nipples were ruined forever.

\n\tWhen both needles were fully\ninside Cammy’s needles, and deep into the flesh of Cammy’s\nbreasts, Darla sat on Cammy’s face and had Cammy bring her to an\norgas,/ Darla then left without a backward glance, leaving Cammy to\neventually remove the needles herself.

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\nAt least Darla only used the\nneedles on Cammy’s breasts, nipples and cunt. Her clit was spared.\nShe would still be able to orgasm. But Cammy was worried that all of\nthe things which Darla had had her say would come true, if Darla\ncontinued to dominate Cammy. And Cammy did not want those tortures –\nnot from Darla, anyway. But Kate was another matter…

\n\tCammy decided that enough was\nenough. She did not need archaeology, or ancient history or the money\nwhich camming brought. She needed Kate and nothing more. So she quit\nuniversity, gave her final performance, and travelled to the sex shop\nto see her beloved Mistress.

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Maso-camming:\nPart Twelve: The Conclusion

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\nJust before six o’clock that\nFriday night Cammy walked through the doors of the sex shop.

\n\t“I’ve come.” Cammy\nsaid. “I’ve come to be your no limits slave. I’ve come\nforever.”

\n\tCammy had thought that the\nwords would be hard to say. But they were the easiest thing in the\nworld. She felt a great relief when they issued from her mouth, like\nshe was exactly where she needed to be.

\n\tKate locked the door of the\nsex shop. \n

\n\t“Come into the kitchen and\nwe’ll talk.” Kate said. Cammy followed Kate into the kitchen.\nKate made a cafetiere of fresh black coffee, and wouldn’t begin to\ntalk until it was made.

\n\t“Okay.” Kate said. “If\nyou are ready there are some things you need to hear. No limits means\nno limits. It is not a story. I like to torture girls. I like to do\neverything to innocent sluts like you. There is not much that does\nnot turn me on. I like to watch video of innocent girls sucking off\nbig dogs. If you become my slave I will get a big dog just so I can\nwatch him cum in your mouth. You will suck him off every day, and I\nwill film it, and put it on secret sites on the internet.”

\n\t“That sounds hot.” Cammy\nsaid. She took off her tee shirt so that she was topless, apart from\nthe rings around the base of her nipples. There were still a few\nlittle marks from where Darla had forced red hot needles into her\ntits, and a lot more nasty little burns from the final, cruel,\ncigarette torture session. Cammy neither knew nor cared whether those\nmarks would ever go.

\n\t“For tonight I think it\nbest that you rest. Tomorrow you will have your ordeal. Tomorrow\nmorning you will be fitted with your new clit adornment. You will\nwear it forever. When we are not playing, you will wear the screw on\nclap. Only I will have access to your clit from now on. You do not\nget to play with yourself.”

\n\t“Okay.” It sounded\nexciting. This was true submission, to let another person control\none’s orgasms. Kate’s domination was exquisite – whereas\nDarla’s had become increasingly brutal. But Cammy would never see\nDarla again. That part of her life had ended. She would never cam\nagain.

\n\t“I suggest that you get an\nearly night.” Kate said. But the world is full of good attentions.\nBoth women were turned on by the prospect of the next day. in the end\nthey stayed up until gone two-clock in the morning, 69-ing and giving\neach other orgasm after orgasm, while their clits were still\naccessible.

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\nThe next morning, feeling\nshattered, Cammy got up to help Kate get into her new clit tube. \n

\n\t“There is a command on the\ncomputer to release these tubes.” Kate said, looking in Cammy’s\neyes. “There is a codeword to be entered. I have changed the\ncodewords of both our tubes, without looking at what keys I pressed.\nThen I exited. There is no way to get the codes. If these go on,\nthere is no way that they can come off without cutting your clit off\nat the base. Do you still want to go ahead?”

\n\t“I do.” Cammy said. “You\nwill still have access to the tip of my clit?” \n

\n\t“Yes, I will, but you\nwon’t. You will never get to touch your clit again.”

\n\t“Let’s do it.”

\n\tUsing a vacuum pump, Kate\nclit was drawn up into the metal tube. Kate grimaced in pain. The\ntube felt very tight. But Cammy managed to draw Kate’s entire clit\nup into the tube. Kate had a larger clit than Cammy, and the tube\nonly came around three quarters of the way up the clit. The top of\nKate’s clit swelled up out of the end of the tube. It was already\ntaking on a darkening colour. It looked like the tube was too tight,\nand would damage the clit. But Kate knew that the microchip in the\ntube would stop that from happening. The clit tube was just\nthis side of safe.

\n\tKate sighed. Her clit was\nerect, and would be erect for the rest of her life. It already felt\nmore sensitive than before. It felt as though a single breath on it\nwould make her cum. But Cammy would still be able to suck on the end\nof Kate’s clit, still be able to bring the Spanish woman to\nmind-shattering orgasms.

\n\tKate then drew Cammy’s clit\nup into her tube. Cammy’s clit was slightly smaller. Just the very\ntip bulged out a little at the open end of the thin tube. A vibrator\nor tongue could still be applied to the very end of the clit. As far\nas Kate was concerned it was a perfect fit.

\n\tNow Kate pressed a tiny\nbutton on the side of Cammy’s tube. Cammy yelped as many tiny\nneedles extended out from the inside of the tube to pierce the flesh\nof Cammy’s clit. Cammy hoped that she would get used to the pain,\nas she would be suffering the needles for the rest of her life. \n

\n\t“This was based on an idea\nin a story.” Kate said, as she held up the cap for the clit torture\ntube. It was obvious that the cap screwed on. Cammy could see a\nneedle about half an inch longer than the tube. “The needle will go\ndown into your body. It is not completely fixed, but can move a\nlittle.”

\n\tKate screwed the cap onto the\nend of the tube. Cammy screamed as the needle went all of the way\ndown through her clit into its root in her body. She did not know how\nshe was going to bear it for a minute, let alone all day.

\n\t“Try unscrewing the cap.”\nKate said. Cammy grabbed the cap, but it wouldn’t unscrew.

\n\t“What?”

\n\t“Very clever. It is\nDNA-linked. I am the only person in the world who can take it off.\nyou must be very nice to me. I have a cap with a heating element in\nthe needle. Very painful, but won’t damage the nerves. Now it is\ntime to chain you to my bed. I have nine hours of work ahead of me.

\n\tKate helped Cammy upstairs.\nCammy had to put her hand over how mouth not to scream out in pain.\nEvery time that she took a step the needles in her clit moved,\nbringing new agony to her. Yes, this was going to take a lot of\ngetting used to.

\n\tCammy was chained and gagged,\nso that she could not get up. Wires to the shock machine were\nattached to Cammy’s clit tube. Every time that Cammy had an orgasm\nit would sense the fact, and send 100 volts into Cammy’s clit for\nthe length of the orgasm. But the computer, through wifi, would also\nsense when Kate had an orgasm, and send the same hundred volts\nthrough Cammy’s clit, for the length of Kate’s orgasm – and\nKate was multi-orgasmic.

\n\tKate left the gagged Cammy\nmoaning on the bed. Kate was already turned on, helped by the tube,\nbut fuelled by the knowledge that this young woman would suffer\nterribly for her, over the course of the day. Kate got dressed,\nattaching a mini vibe to her clit tube. Kate turned on the vibrator,\nand went to open the sex shop.

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\nDuring the nine hours that the\nshop was open Kate would have seventeen orgasms, each one sending\ntortuous volts through Kate’s clit, each shock causing the needles\nto move, almost making Cammy wish that she could cut her own clit\noff. But even when she wasn’t suffering because her Mistress was\ncumming, Cammy had to deal with a vibe wedged against her clit. She\nhad not reckoned with the vibes moving the needles in her clit. Cammy\nhad to try and reach an orgasm through the pain. But every time that\nshe seemed to get close then Kate would cum, and the electricity\nwould overcome the pleasure which Cammy had been seeking, and Cammy\nhad to start again.

\n\tThrough the course of the\nnine hours Kate had seventeen orgasms, and Cammy had only one. But it\nwas the best and longest orgasm of Cammy’ life.

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It\nwas Cammy’s nineteenth birthday.

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The\nEnd.

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