Master E: 

Filling your vagina with poison oak is just disgusting, with no purpose. However, stealing rubber bands from the supply closet at work, and using them to bind your nipples as tight as you can, is not. So do that.

Me:

okay, so i didn't need to steal the rubber bands from the stock closet, it turned out i had a stash of them right in my desk drawer. they were the big, thick kind. i just pretended to go to the bathroom, and put them on in there. 

i had to double them over about ten times each so they'd be tight enough, and that hurt in and of itself, and i had to try a few times on my right breast... partly because i'm right handed and i had to do the looping with my left hand, but also because my fingers were a little wet, since after i'd put on the other rubber band (left tit, right hand) i had to take a few moments to feel the pain – which was insane – and to rub my very, very wet pussy. 

of course i did this with my left hand, since i couldn't stop rubbing my now banded nipple with my right hand, partly to soothe it of course, but also partly because the pain was turning me on so much. When i feel this kind of heat, i just want to punish myself more, and a thousand (utterly impractical) ideas flew through my head. 

notably i imagined the tips of my nipple being cut cross-wise with a razor blade, and having salt sprinkled into the tiny wounds. so i dug my fingernail into the tip of my naughty nipple and scraped it sideways while i played with my clit. 

then i somehow got the other rubber band on to my right nipple, even with my slippery left hand. i did not wash my hands before i left the bathroom. 

i could feel my nipples pushing like twin bullets into my bra as i walked across the office to my workstation. my face was totally flushed and i couldn't stop panting. none of the guys said a thing, but i think they all noticed. i think they always glance at me when i walk past them to go to the bathroom... and i think maybe i was a bit too long in there to come out without flushing or running water. and if you looked, you could tell my nipples were sticking way out. one of them may have caught a scent of my left hand as well, but this person is very shy. 

my nipples hurt a lot at first, but then they numbed up enough so i could work.

 i wore the bands all the way home. on the train, i could not help bumping into this one fellow's back with them, and each time it felt like i had been stabbed in the tit. i soaked my underwear, for the second time that day, on the train home. when i got home, i cut the rubber bands                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  off with my haircut scissors. but when i did, it felt like someone had lit them on fire, and i couldn't get to sleep until i iced them or quite awhile.

thank you Master!

–January Josephine