The ring

The ring sounds terrifying, but you can’t give up your clit. You choose the ring and James disinfects the area carefully pulling your most sensitive flesh this way and that to fully expose your favorite organ. He pushes the needle through. Your nose and nipples hurt, but they were nothing compared to the white-hot agony that lances through you. You jolt, trying to close your legs and protect yourself, but your legs are held in place by the straps and you can’t stop the man as he inserts the hellish ring and welds it shut.

“Shh,” John soothes you, wiping away your tears gently. “It's all done. You’ve been a very good girl. Tell James thank you and maybe he’ll give you a reward.”

“Thank you, Master James,” you hiccup out between sobs.

“You’re very welcome, slave. What would you like as a reward?”