Agree enthusiastically to getting the piercings, excited by the idea

13:30 | Sunday 3 Aug 2025 | The Boathouse, Putney

Your heart sinks as David's words register. Piercings? In your most sensitive areas? A wave of panic rises in your chest, but when you try to voice your hesitation, the Super Sub kink seizes control of your body like an invisible puppeteer.

"Oh my god, yes!" you hear yourself squeal with manufactured enthusiasm, your hands clapping together while internally you're screaming no. "I need your marks all over my fuckholes so everyone knows who owns this body!"

The words pour out without your consent, your voice pitched high with excitement that doesn't match the dread pooling in your stomach. David's eyes darken with desire as he pays the bill, clearly interpreting your response as genuine eagerness.

"You continue to surprise me," he murmurs, taking your hand as you leave the restaurant.

Your legs carry you toward Velvet Visions against your will, each step bringing you closer to something you desperately want to avoid. Yet the Super Sub kink makes resistance physically impossible—your body betrays you with bouncy steps and eager smiles while your mind races for escape routes that don't exist.

Velvet Visions looks more clinical than its name suggests—black lacquer counters displaying high-end jewelry under museum-quality lighting. A tall woman with an artful undercut and colorful sleeve tattoos approaches. Her name tag reads 'Raven.'

"Welcome," she says, her gaze professionally neutral. "How can I help you today?"

"My girlfriend wants tongue and clit piercings," David announces, his hand possessive at the small of your back.

Inside, you're frantically searching for a way out—maybe you could write a note? Make some excuse? But your body nods eagerly, and when you try to say "Actually, I'm having second thoughts," what emerges is:

"I need shiny things on my slutty parts so Daddy can play with them better!"

Raven's eyebrow rises slightly, but her professionalism never wavers. "I see. We'll need some paperwork first."

She slides across a tablet with consent forms. Your hand trembles—not with excitement as David assumes, but with desperation. Yet the Super Sub kink forces your fingers to check every box, sign every line, while your mind screams in protest.

In the sterile back room, Raven pulls on gloves while you sit rigid in the adjustable chair. "Tongue first," she announces, preparing her tools.

You're trying to shake your head no, but your neck won't obey. When Raven asks, "Ready?" you want to bolt from the chair, but instead hear yourself lisp through Zero Filter Slut-Speak:

"Make me prettier for cock-sucking, please!"

The cold antiseptic spray numbs your tongue. The clamp holds it immobile. The needle pierces through with a sharp pressure that makes tears spring to your eyes—tears Raven and David interpret as emotional overwhelm rather than the protest they truly are.

"Beautiful," Raven says, showing you the mirror. The silver barbell with pink gems looks alien in your mouth. "Now for the intimate piercing."

Your hands remove your panties robotically while your mind rebels. The chair reclines; your legs spread automatically. David watches with undisguised hunger as Raven prepares your most sensitive area with antiseptic.

"Deep breath," she instructs.

The pinch of the needle through your clitoral hood makes you gasp and arch, an involuntary reaction that looks like pleasure but feels like violation. The gleaming jewelry settles into place, your body now permanently altered against your will.

"All done," Raven announces, helping you sit up. "You're officially part of the princess club."

Your new piercings throb as David pays, adding a generous tip. Outside, he wraps his arm around your waist possessively.

"How does it feel?" he asks, clearly aroused by what just happened.

You want to tell him you hate it, that you never wanted this, but what comes out is a lisping: "My pushy is sho shenshitive now, I might cum jusht thinking about you playing with it."

"Perfect," David purrs, guiding you home. "Let's test these new accessories out properly."

15:00 | Sunday 3 Aug 2025 | Street, Putney

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