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Chapter 7 by malakaison malakaison

Did I?

Comply with everything regardless of pain or humilliation.

I brought you the clothespins as soon as you asked me for them. And when I brought them in, I was surprised by the message.

Queen Myrina: Put two in each ear, as if they were earrings.

Does it hurt? She asker as I put them on.

BBJon: Not Queen Myrina, it doesn't hurt much.

Reina Myrina: We'll see, put on the next one as a septum. You know the piercings in the center of the nose.

Like this. This one really hurts, doesn't it?

BBJon: Something else. Besides, the ones with the ears were starting to hurt.

Queen Myrina: Next two on the nipples.

I was stunned by that. I think it was ten seconds before the next message appeared.

Jon?

BBJon: Forgive the delay, queen.

I put the clothespins on my nipples. It wasn't as painful as I thought, though with the experience of the ears I figured it would get worse. My cock was hardening uselessly inside his cage.

I'm sorry, it's just that your request has startled me.

Queen Myrina: And yet you have obeyed.

Can I ask you why? I told you I wasn't going to change the date of your release.

I bit my lip, it was starting to hurt. I didn't know what to answer, I was very excited and saw myself typing without realizing it.

BBJon: It's because it makes me feel strange, my beautiful queen.

Queen Myrina: Strange?

BBJon: It's weird. It's not like I'm getting off by this, at least I don't think it's that. I hesitated to type the following.

I think I like feeling **** to you. I don't know. It's not just excitement to obey him. It's a strange anxiety.

Queen Myrina: Fear

BBJon: I don't think it's fear.

Queen Myrina: Oh, my God, Jon. You know how to sweeten a girl.

At least one like me.

All right, get ready. We have an appointment.

You're going to be a perfect gentleman.

BBJon: It would be my pleasure

Queen Myrina: You're a sweetheart.

BBJon: Thank you my queen! Today? Today? Where? Where?

Queen Myrina: Do you know the street where there's a tribute to the Battle of Pensacola?

There's a little Italian restaurant there. I'll grant you permission to invite me. Will you be there in an hour?

BBJon: I'll be there

Queen Myrina: And I'll get you a prize. It' s not the key...

Although I think you'll enjoy it almost as much.

I'm gonna go get ready, Jon.

Queen Myrina has logged off

(If you wish to add anything you are wellcome. I will translate it to the other version of the story)


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