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By the time the crowd had made its first rounds with the pins the slut was already having a hard time finding a comfortable position. Her calf muscles were cramping and she wasn't able to support her weight with her legs. The wooden rail bit into her crotch no matter if she leaned forward or backward. Most of the clothespins were biting into her tits. One tit had a circle of clothespins around her nipple. The other one had no pattern but instead pinched the flesh painfully pulling it in different directions. Some people put the clothespins on her face. Pins clamped her lips, ears, nose and mouth. The slut rocked back and forth on the sawhorse. Her tits bounced with each shift, pulling the skin caught in the clothespins. The Mistress stepped up the adjust the folds of skin in the slut's crotch. The previously stretched pussy lips now lay on the sides of the wood. For further entertainment the Mistress raised the sawhorse just an inch higher so the slut's toes no longer could reach the floor. As soon as the horse was raised the slut lost her balance and lowered her hands to steady herself. The Mistress knew this would happen and lowered the wooden horse. She told the slut to place her hands behind her back again and prepared the punishment she had promised. Taking a strand of rope with a knot at the end she began to lace it through previously drilled holes in the clothes pins. Methodically she selected pins in a row and threaded approximately twenty together at a time. By the time the Mistress was finished the slut was continuously rocking back and forth, unable to find a comfortable position. Each party guest was invited up to remove a strand of clothes pins. The clothes pins came ...

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