Assessment

Diana turned, trying to hide her scowl as David and Lillian stalked towards them in Amy's wake. Behind her, she sensed Lisa's growing apprehension.

"Diana!" David said, "So good of you to come here. I'm glad to see that you agreed to my proposition."

"You didn't exactly give me much choice," Diana said. "But enough of that back and forth bullshit, what is it that you want now?"

"Is it too much to believe that I am here simply to check on my ****, and make sure that she gets through her piercing without permanent harm?"

Diana didn't even have to think on that one.

"Yes."

He held his hands up in mock surrender, "Okay, fine, it's true that I came to make sure that poor little Lisa was looked after. But I have to admit, I am also looking forward to seeing you get pierced, Diana. I think you'll look better with piercings in your nipples, don't you? It might just save some time later."

He clicked his fingers and Diana heard Lisa jump.

"****, what did I tell you about how to greet your master?"

Lisa's hands curled into fists for a moment, and her face burned red with embarrassment.

"Sorry, Di..." She whispered, as her legs reluctantly folded under her, her breasts swayed as she crawled forwards on her hands and knees, trying not to look at anyone. Diana stood there, exerting all of her will not to intercede, knowing that this was exactly what David wanted. If she interfered, he would be able to argue that she was breaking the conditions of their agreement, and make her a **** too into the bargain. It wasn't going to happen, but that didn't mean she didn't feel as though a knife had just hacked through her gut when she saw her sisters, naked, start to fumble with David's pants. His cock was hard as she drew it out, trying to mask her distaste, Lisa licked it, drawing her tongue along the length. Diana shuddered, but somehow couldn't look away.

David grunted in satisfaction as Lisa took his cock into her mouth, blowing him right in front of her older sister and oldest friend.

"That's better." He said, running a hand through Lisa's hair. "Maybe I won't punish you for forgetting this time..."

Amy - obviously uncomfortable - tried to ignore the sight of the naked girl on her knees. The power of the rulebook was telling her that everything was normal, and it was expected, but just like Kyle, some part of her seemed to be rejecting it. At least enough to make her uncomfortable with it even if she didn't know why.

"What kind of piercing are you looking for for your...****?" She said the last word like she wasn't used to it. Again, that hesitation rising up in her, Diana noticed. A part of her trying to reject it.

"Ah..." David grunted, Lisa's face moving back and forth, he tried to muster the energy to speak, "Three for each of them. One through the nipples, and one through the pussy. That way, we can have some fun later,. yes we can."

As he spoke, his hand teased Lisa's left nipple, squeezing it between his fingers in a way that definitely meant she was feeling it. He teased her breasts, almost casually, looking towards Diana, "We were just discussing the specifics of what you're going to get." He said to her, "Turns out, there are a lot of different types of piercings. We'd talked about the breasts and the nipples, but we hadn't yet decided on what sort of piercing to get for your sweet little womanhood."

He grunted again as he felt Lisa's tongue.

"You're getting better at this," he said to her, "One might almost think that you're enjoying it, slut."

Lisa burned red with shame, but didn't say anything, even though her eyes silently begged Diana not to remember this.

"Specifically," Amy said, trying to hurry things along, "There are two types of piercings that are being discussed. The first, and most common, as well as the simplest and easiest to do, is the clitoral hood piercing. That's pretty much what the name suggests. We pierce the hood of your clitoris. It's actually not as bad as it sounds. Because your clitoris has a constant flow of blood, it heals fast, and once it's all healed up, you can wear jewellery which can even add to the pleasure during sexual activities."

"That is the first option." David said, "And the most common one. But there is another one too, isn't there?"

"That's right." Amy said, "The second type of piercing is a clitoral piercing, where we pierce the clit directly. This type is extremely rare, and most women cannot have it. I'll need to examine you both in some detail to know for sure, but if you can have it, it's extremely difficult to get used to. It creates a constant source of contact between the metal and your clit, which means that depending on the size of the jewellery you wear, you can find yourself stimulated merely by the act of walking while wearing panties or trousers. The metal rubs against the fabric, and then rubs against your clit, you see? And, of course, since it is directly to the clit itself, it's hard to get used to, and can lead to **** sensitivity down there. Many woman cannot actually have it, because it requires a certain structure about the vagina, and of those that can, most have it removed due to the difficulties associated with it, or use it purely for sex and remove it at other times."

"That's right." Said Elana, the receptionist. For some reason, her face was red as well, and she seemed to be breathing a bit heavily. "Um... I actually have that piercing, so one of the things we usually do to make sure a girl actually wants it is to show them mine..."

"Sounds good," Said David, "Show me what you've got under that skirt."

He grinned as he said it, clearly enjoying the unexpected show. Lisa was still sucking him off, gasping for air between her motions. He was idly fondling her breasts with his hands. Squeezing and pinching her nipples in particular to make her jump or twitch.

"All right." Said Elana, moving to the centre of the group. She was clearly embarrassed by all of the attention, but she didn't seem to want to stop. Diana watched as she spread her legs, hooking one hand around her skirt and drawing it upwards. As the fabric rose, it revealed her pale skin, and quickly also revealed that she had not been wearing panties. Inch by inch, her womanhood was exposed to the shop, her mound was glistening and damp. Diana felt her own body responding, a vague tingling sweeping through her extremities.

"Heh," Elana gave off a nervous giggle, "S-sorry. You never really get used to showing yourself off like this."

She hissed slightly, it was clear from the sight of her womanhood that she was aroused. Her labia were slightly spread, and wetness was leaking from between her folds. Her mound was shaved, so you could see every inch of it, and as they watched, she placed two fingers on either side of her hood, and pressed down gently but firmly. Diana looked, and saw that her clit was indeed pierced, a small metal ring ran through it, anchoring it so that it could never quite fully retreat into its hood.

"I don't wear panties." Elana admitted, "And I tend to use skirts because if I don't, it rubs against the fabric and....uh, well, it makes me pretty horny."

"Fascinating." Said Lillian, striding forwards, "Can I see it more closely?"

Elana nodded, and Lillian dropped to one knee in front of her, pressing her face forwards,. she seemed to be eyeing it eagerly. She didn't ask if she could touch it, instead, she just reached forwards, not even noticing how Elana's wetness tipped her fingers, she splayed Elana's lower lips, turning her head and trying to examine the piercing from every angle. For her part, Elana endured it, though Diana noticed how her breasts were pressing against the fabric of her shirt, and guessed she probably hadn't worn a bra either.

Idly, the part of Diana that wasn't laser focused on the next few minutes noticed that Elana's nipples were pierced too.

"This ring..." Lillian said at last, "It looks pretty solid. How useful is it in night play scenarios?"

"Do you mean like BDSM?" Amy asked.

"Something like that," Lillian nodded. "Can you connect it to a wire or a chain and use it as part of a game?"

Behind her, Stacy had gone pale, and Diana felt her own heart beating fast. She knew damn well that whatever Lillian intended, it was for sure no game.

"Once it's fully healed, it's anchored pretty strongly..." Elana said, trying not to moan as Lillian poked and prodded the metal ring itself. "But it's through the clit, so it's also really sensitive. Over-stimulation is a common problem. Um, that's why I don't really wear panties, you see... So while you could use a metal ring as a piercing like I do, and connect something to it to pull or prod it, um, it may not feel very nice for your ****. More of a p-punishment, really."