EXTRACT FOR
The Pain Files - Volume Five
(Anna Mann)

Resist and it will be worse. Tracy closed her eyes as the long needle slid into her nipple. And how can I even start to fight when I'm tied up like this? she reasoned as the fluid was injected, a sensation that increased the throbbing. The needle withdrew, Tracy released held breath and opened her eyes... just in time to see the slender point press against the side of her fat swollen nipple and slip straight through.

"I love big nipples like yours," the woman whispered, her voice husky, almost breathless. "I can have hours of fun just playing with them." the needle withdrew then pierced again from a slightly different angle. Tracy whimpered softly and saw her tormentors grin widen. "Hours of fun." she giggled, and leaving the needle in place she picked another from the tray.

Seconds later and a single tear trickled down Tracy's cheek as the second needle transfixed her nipple at right angles to the first making a neat cross.

The hippie woman brandished a third, and giving Tracy a wink she shuffled down until she was kneeling between chubby ebony thighs. "Now be a good girl and keep still," she giggled, "This is a delicate operation, but much better for you if I use a needle rather than a scalpel!"

Tracy instantly recognised the threat and bit down hard on the gag a second before the needle pricked her enlarged clit before slipping easily through. Trembling Tracy released her breath and tried to blink the sweat from her eyes.

"Now, I believe I mentioned my scalpel." the mock nurse tutted and pretended to hunt through the implements on the tray. "Ah yes, here it is." she announced triumphantly before flashing the razor sharp blade in front of Tracy's wide eyes.

"I think I might cut one off as a souvenir." 

Instantly Tracy recoiled in horror as the surgical blade flashed beside her opposite nipple.

"I warned you about resistance!"

Instantly she froze deciding it was best not to antagonise a crazy woman with a knife, especially when completely helpless.

"That's better." the words were whispered as the edge of the blade rested atop the flattened end of Tracy's thick black nipple. She tried to concentrate on the face rather than the scalpel. She studied the eyes, so alive with excitement, Tracy felt her heart fill with fear, the woman was clearly insane.