Gabby stares straight at Frankie, and insists, “Actually, I find this all very exciting. I can handle pain. I have been bullied much over the years, and, I actually didn’t mind that; even looked forward to it, craving the attention I would receive. Unfortunately for me, it stopped when they found out I was getting aroused by it, not wanting to give me the satisfaction I wanted. That ended up being the greater torment for me as I long for someone to touch me in the ways I dream of. That’s why I’m here.”
Frankie approaches the eager young woman, and asks, “Why would such a sweet looking girl want that? I’m going to enjoy finding the answers.” She rubs her hands on Gabby’s blouse, and explains, “First thing’s first: what if someone tips for you to, ‘show tits?’ What do you do?”
Gabby unbuttons her blouse to reveal a white lace bra beneath, and she slips her arms out of her sleeves one by one, and allows the blouse to fall from her fingers onto the floor. She then reaches a hand behind her back whilst she cups a breast cup in her other hand as she unhooks the clasp of her bra. Then, she shuffles the shoulder straps over her shoulders and slowly allows the bra to slide down her arms until it drops onto the floor.
Baring her small breasts to Frankie, Gabby rubs them up from beneath to push them up and show off her nipples. Frankie stares her in the eyes, and says, “Not bad. Your lack of experience is endearing despite being obvious. You get points for effort. Now, what if someone tips for you to, ‘show pussy?’ What do you do?”
Gabby pulls up her skirt and sits down on the end of the bed, and she hooks her thumbs into the waist of her tights and begins to roll them down her legs to past her knees, and then she does the same to the pair of white lace knickers she wears that matches her bra. She sits back and pulls up the folds of her skirt onto her lower belly to unveil her tight teen pussy to Frankie.
Frankie comments, “Nicely handled. You are giving enough to tease, and can pull everything back up when you want to. From here, what if someone tips for, ‘naked?’ What do you do?”
Gabby gracefully unclasps and kicks off her heeled shoes, and she rolls her tights over and off her feet, followed by her knickers. She then stands to slide her skirt over her hips and let it glide down to the floor. Then, she sits back down on the bed and pulls her feet out of her skirt as she lays down for Frankie.
Frankie compliments the young woman, saying, “You handled that well enough. For the camera, though, there is more you can do than simply getting naked as fast as you can, although no one is going to mind. There’s plenty of choice for slowing things down to tease, but, you did well for your first time. I’m certainly not going to pretend I was any better.”
Gabby, her heart beating faster for Frankie as she anticipates what comes next, says, “I appreciate the honesty. I want to learn, after all, so teach me.”
Frankie goes to the side of the bed and leans down to the floor near the head, and emerges holding a length of rope tied to the metal post at the head of the bed. She grabs Gabby’s hand and pulls her up the bed to tie her wrist with the rope. Once satisfied with the knot, she goes around to the other side of the bed to do the same there, and explains as she does so, “Being tied up is about discipline and control. Tied like this allows a lot of movement, especially for the legs and lower body. With the arms restricted, it means you can’t play with yourself with your hands, meaning I get to do whatever I like, and decide what happens and when.
“I could tie you in other ways. Hog-tied with your arms and legs at your front. By tying your hands together, and your feet together, with a short length of rope holding the hands and feet, you can be on your back, or on your hands and knees, and you would be helpless as I play with you. Or, I could hog-tie you with your arms and legs at your back, which would strain you more as your hands and feet are stretched further, which leaves your legs wide apart and your chest exposed; the more pleasing option for the camera, but, both have their uses, depending on what we want to do.
“For now though, simply having your wrists tied to the bed gives me all the control I need for some lessons.”
Frankie walks around to the foot of the bed, and sees Gabby sitting quite high up the bed, so, she leans over and grips her ankles and pulls her down more centrally, stretching her arms to a yelp and some moans.
Gabby’s heart rate increases, showing to Frankie as her chest rapidly rises and falls as she takes short, staccato breaths. Frankie leans a hand over the young woman, and places the palm gently but firmly on Gabby’s abdomen. The teen feels the warmth radiate from Frankie, calming her breathing and steadying her heart, for now.
Frankie resumes walking around the bed to face a cabinet on the side wall, and, after a moment, picks up a pair of nipple clamps connected by a stainless steel chain. She turns to the tied student, and explains, “Someone might tip for these: nipple clamps.”
Leaning across the bed, Frankie presses open one of the clamps and pushes the pads against the areola around a nipple, and eases the pressure to pinch it. She threads the chain through her fingers and thumb to grip the other clamp, and presses that open as she places it and releases slowly to take bite on the other nipple.
Gabby groans a little from the soreness of the clamps being attached to her tits, and Frankie threads her fingers and thumb along the chain to it’s centre, and runs them back and forth along it, and tugs at it. The young woman moans, and Frankie tugs again. Gabby stares into her eyes without so much as a tear as Frankie tugs, and tugs, and tugs, and tugs on the chain, stretching the tits from the nipples with each pull.
Frankie takes things up a notch by threading her forefinger under and over the chain, under and over, under and over, twisting the chain to wrap snugly around the length of the finger. She curls up her finger with a beckoning motion, and the already tighter chain tugs tighter still on the puffy nipples, getting redder and sorer.
Frankie unwinds the chain from her forefinger, and Gabby moans approvingly with arousal at the display of domination from Frankie, and Frankie goes back to the cabinet and picks up a ball gag, and asks, “I take it I don’t need this? That might change though,” and she replaces the ball gag and removes the nipple clamps from the young woman.
After replacing the nipple clamps in the cabinet, Frankie picks up a leather flogger. She walks back to the side of the bed and drapes the tasselled strands over Gabby’s tender looking teen body, stroking her belly with a tickle and a tease. Frankie begins to roll her wrist to slap the strands onto Gabby’s belly, faster and faster as the teen arches her back up to meet them as Frankie slaps the strands down with each rotation of her wrist.
Frankie turns her flogging to the teen’s tits, adding to the soreness from the tugging of the clamps, and returns to flog her belly before draping the flogger over Gabby’s clit. She brushes the tasselled strands up the length of her pussy lips a few times before she rolls her wrist to slap against the labia, leaving them with a stinging. Gabby continues to sound like she’s enjoying herself, so Frankie flogs her pussy again a few more times, and runs the flogger up her crotch, over her belly, and across her tits, then she goes to replace the flogger in the cabinet.