He put the elastics on me at work. And told me to email him updates about how they felt. He asked me how they were. I said they were fine, they didn't hurt, and he tightened them one wrap around my nipples. I said they hurt a lot then, that it has escalated the pain a lot, and I think he was pleased.
I don't know if you have ever had elastic bands on your nipples. But if you think about how they feel on a wrist or wrapped around a finger, sometimes they are fine, and then unexpectedly they catch and pull and hurt. Or twist and pull and hurt. On nipples, especially with lots of wraps, they twist over each other, and catch the skin and pull it this way and that with different movements. And they hurt.
Actually, as I told him, they didn't hurt at once. Why tell? Cause I felt guilty, that he was thinking they were hurting and they weren't. It's one of the services I provide for my sadist I guess. So he asked me some questions and then tightened them. Gasp. Well that hurt a lot more. And yeah, I felt kind of dumb for telling.
They hurt a ton when he tightened them, but then that kind of tapered off and I was able to shift it into the back of my mind. I went to lunch with friends. We chatted. I was occasionally aware of the pain but able to distract myself.
So I came back from lunch and saw a message asking about my nipples and responded with one saying they were ok.
But then shortly after that, umm, maybe 20 minutes later, the pain started to really ramp up. I sent him a message asking him to take them off.
He responded with a message saying "Why? You just said they were fine."
I had been sitting by my computer, waiting for the message to take them off. And was dismayed at his message. No permission.
I sent him another message right away, explaining that they were killing me. When he didn't respond I sent another and another and another.
I was desperate. Panicked. I didn't know when he would come back. I knew he knew they were hurting me and that I wanted them off. I wasn't positive that he would take them off me right away even if, ok, even when he got in touch with me. I was thinking of taking them off myself. I was almost in tears. And freaked out by being almost in tears at the office. It was bad.
When he finally came back he took them off me right away. I know he was surprised, and even worried at how much pain I was in, and by me panicking. His response was to say that I was a good girl for taking his pain, and not removing them without permission.
His response was pretty low key. Especially given the desperate frenzy of panic I had felt inside. He said we could talk about it more if I wanted. I let it go. There were other things more pressing at the time. And honestly, talking about it then could have catapulted us back into the fight I was being punished for.
So why bring it up now? I think because of the commenter in the last post saying that she would likely have taken them off.
Not with my Dom you wouldn't. No way.
He would have been furious.
There is recourse sometimes. If an order is unreasonable and will harm me, damage me, my reputation, my work, my family. Anything like that. But not just cause something hurts. So I guess this is the crux of it here. Not just cause it hurts.
He wants it to hurt.