Well the tit cuffs were a success i believe.
By the time i’d dressed to serve dinner and Master finally got to try them out on me i think He would have preferred to just skip dinner altogether.
i however enjoyed sitting opposite Him, feeling the pins dig into my skin as we ate and talked. Each time i brought Him a new course He squeezed my tits firmly in His hands causing the tacks to press into my skin even harder. That’s a nice thing about the cuffs, they can be worn for hours if not fastened too tightly and are pleasantly painful or they can be pulled very tightly or pressed into the skin causing a sharp, unbearably bearable pain. Master mentioned that He was interested to see my reaction when He caned my tits while wearing them and i must admit i was also very interested to know how that felt, they’d felt pretty good when they dug deeply into me as i knelt on the couch with my tits pressed into the back of it while Master thrust His fingers deep into my cunt. They felt even better when Master abandoned His plan to fist me and instead plunged His cock deep into my cunt, fucking me hard, causing the tacks to stick even further into my skin. He exploded almost immediately, hmm maybe i let Him wait too long