Chapter 7
by Tomate131
What's next?
Time for rest
Christine was standing in front of the mirror, inspecting the work Amilia has done to her body. She dragged her fingers over the piercings in her face, then over her nipples, down to her belly button and finally all the way down to her clit, labia and anus. The bells on her nipples ring loudly with every move and the clit piercing sends shivers up her spine as she touches it.
Amelia was also watching the president from across the room. She admired Christine's toned legs, articulated by the high heels she was still wearing.
"I think it came out quite nicely, Mrs. President", Amelia said. "You should go to your suite though. Tomorrow will be a short-notice press conference."
"Alright, I better get to sleeping then. Thank you for helping me get dressed, even though we had this small hiccup with my breast coverage", the female president said and turned to walk to the door.
"One more thing Mrs. President! You will only trust me when it comes to clothing. When somebody else tells you, you dress too slutty or asks where your clothing is you will ignore them and go about your day", implanted Amelia another suggestion in the gullible mind of Christine.
Christine didn't think much of it and waved goodbye. All that could be heard were the jingle of the bells and her high heels on the hard floor.
Christine closed the door from the outside and made her way to her room. She had a confident stride as she walked down the hallway. To her, she was not nude. She was completely dressed. She was taking big steps and because of her shoewear, she couldn't feather the impact on the ground which sent small shocks through her body. This had a loud ringing as a result as the bells on her nipples were sent flying in different directions, pulling on her nipples and jiggling on her bouncing breasts. It was already quite late so the halls were mostly empty. As she was striding through the main hall she only saw the receptionist and a bunch of the cleaning personnel, sweeping the floor. They all turned their heads, looking at where the ringing of bells and high-heel sounds were coming from. She waved at them and turned to walk towards the elevators. One of the cleaning personnel whistled at her which she obviously ignored and waited for the elevator. After a minute of waiting, there was still no elevator and Christine got impatient.
"Ugh the stupid elevator must be broken...", she mumbled and headed for the staircase.
She took multiple stairs at a time to get faster to her room. This had the added effect hat her pussylips were constantly moving around. That in turn made the clit piercing make a twisting motion with every step. About three stories up she was huffing and puffing because of the exhaustion and the sexual stimulation from her nipples and her clit. After the seventh or eighth floor, she was too aroused at this point to care, she had to take a break, because she was on the verge of cumming. She looked up the center of the stairwell. "Only half way there. That's gonna be interesting." And with that Christine continued her way up to the top floor to her room. She had to take 2 more breaks but she was finally at the door of her suite.
Upon entering she glanced out the window and down at the city below her. Mindless her hands trails to her nipples and plays with them. A jingle of the bell shakes her awake and she decides to go to bed.
She goes to the bathroom to redress in her nightgown only to realize that that's not allowed and removing all the piercings would be way too much work.
She snaps a quick selfie for her social media and posts it right away. By neglectance or by randomness she just barely cops out her nipples of the photo. She uploads it and heads to bed.
Finally in her bed she twists and turns. She is normally a stomach sleeper but in that pose the bells on her nipples drag and pull on her still very sensitive nipples. Lying on her side is almost as bad because the bells pull the nipples towards the matrace. So she lies on her back, her most uncompftable natural sleeping position. But at least her nipples and clit are no longer assaulted by her bed.
What happens the next morning?
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