i looked at my Mistresses friend. he had an odd look on his face. he was eating his pizza as fast as he could. but, as usual, i was too slow on the uptake. he pointed pensively across the table towards my Mistress. She had downed the last swig of her drink and had what can only be described as an evil grin on Her face. in Her hands She was playing with two or three crushed red pepper packets, transferring them from hand to hand.
"ah ... i'd look out if i was you." he said non-chalantly taking a swallow of water.
i looked at Her ... and said "what?" "what are You doing?"
She looked down and began to rip the packets open.
"What am I doing?"
She always answered me like that. never really ever answering my questions or inquiries. it was obvious what She was intent on doing. i just needed to plot my route of escape. i rose from the table quickly, stupidly announcing my exit.
"well, i gotta go. i better clean up the kitchen and do the dishes."
but, by now, She was up also. Her green eyes flashed as she shook Her lyric, untamable hair back behind Her back. Her dazzling grin seemed disarming enough, but i knew behind every perfect symmetrical row of Her perfect, white, compact, razor sharp teeth, was a plot hatching to fill my crucible with agonizing pain. balanced on polished tiptoes She playfully blocked my exit.
"Going somewhere my little fish?... Hmmmm?' She swayed pendulum like on the pivot points of Her hips, creating an air of innocence. the pepper packs were concealed conveniently behind her back, but i knew for all intents and purposes what was about to happen, unless i bolted from the scene.
"good luck man ...." Her friend had by now stuffed the last remnants of his pizza into His mouth.
i started to move quickly away towards the other side of the table, but my movements were too slow and fettered. with both hands She grabbed my right arm and twisted it painfully pretzel like behind the center of my back. digging her nails into my ear She pressed my head down to Her taut torso.
"Now why would You want to go and spoil all the fun W/we can have here?" Hmmmmmmm?
She gingerly fingered the open packet and smirked pursing Her lips in a subtle pout. I struggled to move away fearing what repercussions would follow if I didn’t. She guessed my next move and slammed Her bare foot on top of mine, effectively locking it in place. then trying to do the same with the other, but my left foot slipped out of my sock and i was able to gain some temporary leverage from Her onslaught. Her large calf locked against mine and she slid Her high arched heel down my shin and sent it crushing onto the top of my foot causing severe intense pain jostling the cartilage about.
“Ohhh you are a bad, bad, boy for trying to do that.” the pouting lips and wide eyed glare were too much for me. it felt like the tendons were going to be ripped out of my shoulder as She continued to jerk and yank my locked arm behind my back.
i squealed a little bit from the pain. the reflection of the kitchen lights danced in the lights of Her eyes and the shadows played with the taut cut contours of Her beautiful high cheekbones and swanlike neck. while, each of Her snickers and mocking laughs made me feel more immobilized and helpless to stop my fate.
i gasped as i felt one slender, muscular arm under my neck and then felt Her hand grip my wiry hair and jerk my head into position. She released my bent arm briefly for a moment then led me back to my chair and sat down behind me. but, not before She had sat on the back of my hand locking it securely under Her tight ass.
“Mistress … please don’t. don’t do this to me.”
“Don’t do what pet?” She yanked my forehead back sharply and tried to forcibly open my mouth with her long fingers. But, i wouldn’t open no matter how hard she pinched, probed and poked. i struggled to get away, but with each futile movement, i felt a hopeless sense of constriction as my exits and movements were more and more limited.
She grabbed my forehead and yanked it back as far as it would go until i was looking up into the intoxicating eyes of my pain administering temptress. i felt Her stroke the sides of my cheeks with Her nails and each breath that was exhaled.
“Awwwwwww … I saw the glint of extreme malice in Her playful yet serious eyes. A high pitched fiendish laugh flash froze my vacant expression. i was ensnared, trapped and helpless. there was nothing i could do but to allow Her to play and have Her way.
She pinched my lips excruciatingly tight and jerked my head even further back. then felt her jam a sharp nail underneath my chin to initiate more leverage and to cause me pain should i choose to squirm about. Her utterances had become primal sounding, yet ironically almost maternal and soothing with patterned coos, mmmmms and feminine grunts. In so much as i settled into a pseudo induced state of bliss, i closed my eyes briefly to try to breathe in the essence of Her long tresses which framed my forehead.
Then, something went terribly wrong! My senses were ignited … literally! everything about my nose was an inferno! fuck! My nostrils, membranes and nasal passages felt as if someone had poured nitric acid down each opening. I opened my watery eyes to see Her dumping two more packets down my nose and stuffing it up further with her long dexterous fingers. Omg! i couldn’t breathe! it was a literal nuclear inferno! tears were streaming down my face from the impact of the fiery pepper packs. one more packet was jammed up my nose. i looked up at Her beautiful face it was stern, austere and deathly focused. i couldn’t see anything except for her flying fingers and nails scratching and gouging, jamming and plunging the pepper parts deep, far past the tortured nasal membranes almost into my eye sockets, Her clenched grin matched clenched fists which occasionally hit me hard in my underbelly… sometimes struck hard into my gut underneath my rib cage. i choked and gasped taking forcibly in huge cetacean breaths. Her teasing laughter was punctuated with my tethered gasps.
i tried to squirm and move my head from Her grasp. Her laughter stopped abruptly. “Stop moving, or I’ll make it worse by shoving it up further.”
Her words seared into me like hot rivets as both of her fingers continued to shove the remaining pepper flakes tightly and snuggly into my warm nasal membranes. the agonizing burn inflicted had begun to seep in and around my eye sockets. i was in a state of paralyzed panic … unable to move or too scared shitless to try. W/we both hovered on the brink of insanity and madness. my head lodged in a tuck and a lock under Her arm and Her long fingers still deeply planted knuckle length up my nose. i then felt Her clamp my mouth shut and for the 2nd time in my life I knew what it felt like to drown. the inside of my mouth felt like a cavernous cave, my tongue held captive weaving and straining to somehow push through my teeth and escape.
“you almost look blue. Just like the color of your shirt” She chided me. “I suppose I had better release you, before you die on Me.”
then, just like that, I felt the constricting, femdom coils around me loosen their grip. She removed her fingers from up my nose, but not before wiping my nasal discharge from off Her fingers onto my shirt and pinching my nostril painfully with Her nails.
i ran to the bathroom choking, gasping and wheezing on the way. my nose was a fucking blast furnace and every breath that I took in seemed to fan the flames even higher. my head was pounding and tears were welling in my eyes and streaming down my contorted face. the only thought i had was getting to the bathroom and dunking my head under buckets of water to quell the searing pain burning in my nose. i coughed, choked and cleared my throat to try to get rid of the pepper bits. sticking tissues up my nose i was able to dislodge some of the lower pepper pieces, but the ones further up in my membranes continued to burn violently and uncontrollably like a five alarm fire. intense nausea swept over me, wave upon wave. Vomit would seize up in my throat and then eek out the sides of my mouth and nostrils. i thrust my cupped hand into the basin to collect a handful of water and then poured it up my nose to force the burning embers down my throat. continuing to spit the pepper bits into the sink it began to take on a bloody hue and i began to fear for the worse. “omg! had She actually successfully burned the lining around my throat and stomach so that i was now bleeding!?”
i hadn’t seen Her come in. standing in the doorway, smiling, smirking and surveying the damage She had done, She exclaimed with sadistic derision!
“Is that blood? … If it is, that’s fucking awesome!”
i watched as She peered into the red stained sink. i continued to choke, gag and cough while She supplied the sadistic laugh track in the background. my eyes were stinging, steaming puddles by now. i imagined the tears to be little more than steam coming out of the ducts. but, it did feel good to cry to wash the little scorchers out. finally, i heard some compassion from her. “pescado? are you alright?... ok?” “Keep washing your nose out with that water … it’ll help.” i did as i was told and suddenly the room seemed to stop spinning and my throat was starting to cool down.” “That was so fucking amazing. your face literally turned red.” She chided me. i continued to collect water and dump it down my scalded throat.
i sort of smiled between tearing up and said
“why Mistress? why did You do that to me?” that fucking hurt!
She tweaked my cheeks then patted them. “Because I want to, and I can. Besides, what do you think it would be like to have pepper spray sprayed up Your nose Hmmmmm? She winked, then punched me hard in the stomach. Now get back to work cleaning up My kitchen and this bathroom, fishface”.
i shudder to contemplate that thought and i really don’t want to give her the opportunity to find out.
(post script)
the following week i was sent home from work twice on account of how reddened my eyes were. everyone that i encountered was sure that i had contracted conjunctivitis, or “pink eye”, but i knew exactly what it was. after trying with utmost futility to wash my eyes out, it was discovered by my Doctor that a significant and singular, minute pepper piece had found it's way and lodged itself way under the lid and was causing the redness and the burning. it was removed quickly with a swab and a probe and that was finally the end of the pepper incident.
i shared this with my Mistress and She continues to this day to stick things up my nose to provide Her a means of amusement, torture and comic relief. lets see … yesterday, crushed red peppers … today golf tees … tomorrow, (gulp!)
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