Her First Delicate Piercing 4: The Final Party

He glances down at her bare pussy.

"You wet down there?" he whispers.

She's so apprehensive about the whole thing that she is bone dry.
He runs his finger down her pierced clit and pulls at the bauble on its ring. It is an extra large bauble - the largest she has worn on her clit ring thus far. It is made from amethyst, and it is the size of a robin's egg. It weighs her clit down heavily, and that is the reason why she had been sitting on the bed - to rest her poor, anchored hood.

"Ready?" he says.

No.

Yes.

He senses her anxiety, and kisses her lightly on the lips.

"You look beautiful, and I mean it," he whispers. "Now let's get the show on the road."

He picks up the chain from the dresser. It is partly the reason why she doesn't want to be in the light. She doesn't want to look at that chain of subjugation.

"Come here, Jenny."