My Dears,

It was my intention to try clothespins on myself as ahava had told me, but I have no clothespins and before I could get some, my friend Lila visited me. She kissed my lips and I kissed her feet and I started immediately talking about putting clamps on my pussy. She never punished me on my pussy before, and was reluctant to do so now, but I begged her and she yielded at last. She tied me to my armchair sitting low, so that my lower body was partly in the air, and after tying my wrists behind and my ankles to the legs of the chair, she tied my thights so that my legs were spread. I asked her to gag me, but she said that she wanted to hear me scream. I was sure she would stop immediately if I scream, so I bit my teeth tightly together an later I bit my tongue strong.

She used the same clamps which she uses on my breasts. We selected them as having the strongest springs. There was no preparatory play. She put a clamp on my clit. It was a maddening pain, abating a bit later, but I bit my tongue and didn't scream. So she continued on my pussy lips. It is a strong pain indeed, much stronger than on the nipples, but weaker than on the clit. To do a perfect job, she placed clamps on my nipples, too, and asked me mockingly how I enjoyed myself. "Very much", I moaned, with tears on my face. She kissed my lips and removed all the clamps, which was a sharp pain again.

When she released my hands I asked her for letting me try whether I was able to put on the clamps myself. And I could. I don't say it was easy, but I could. My pussy is very sore, but I am happy. My fear has evaporated completely. I can put clamps on my clit.

I know I didn't follow every counsel you gave me, but I love Lila very much and it was easier for me to suffer at her hands than experimenting on myself. Things has shaped so. But I never would get here without your posts. They was very encouraging and I could feel my horror diminishing gradually. Thank you for your kind assistance. How nicely you taught and encouraged me. My heart is full of gratitude.

And I kept kissing Lila's hands last night for a long while. She understood that the thing was important for me and promised to torture my pussy again when it is less sore.

Humbly

Yama