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"No buts! Remember, the conversation we had several years ago. The one we had about communication. If you were jealous, you needed to tell me that last night, so that together we could decide if punishment was necessary. You didn't do that. You punished me, without telling me that your motivation was jealousy. Therefore, its your turn for punishment!"

The look on her face told me she agreed, though she made no further comment. I had the perfect punishment in mind. As she undid the chain binding me, I rubbed circulation back into my neck and wrists. She meekly followed me to the other side of our dungeon where we have a rope harness. I first placed padded wrist bands on her to protect her fragile skin. Then I lowered the ceiling bar and tide her wrists to it. Next I tied her ankles to the floor bar. At this moment she decided she would struggle. I couldn't imagine why, of all times she decided to struggle after I had tied her. Her struggling just made the knots snug. I had purposely left them loose, so that they could be easily undone.

Reaching into one of the hidden cubby wholes, I pulled out several dozen cloths pins. I gently folded the skin around her breasts and clipped on the cloths pins, making a daisy. Initially, she froze with the pain that coursed through her body, felling the pinch of her tender flesh between the jaws of the pin. She didn't verbalize the pain. Rozele had a mighty threshold for pain. Then she started to wiggle with pleasure. Punishing Rozele was always a little difficult. Rozele loved pain. Pain turned her on and once I had her properly positioned she would cum, with no further intervention except for the pain.

Once I had all the clips snuggly around her breasts, I bit and chewed on her already hard nipples, drawing a few drops of blood. I licked and sucked up the few precious drops, as if they were milk, savoring the salty copper taste. As I further teased her nipples, Rozele groaned with pleasure.

Using the crank next to the wall, I raised the ceiling bar above her head until she was taught. I placed my hand on her tummy to feel the pull of the muscles. I wanted her tight, but didn't want to pull any ligaments or joints. Rozele murmured a groan of deep pleasure, as she closed her eyes.

She had explained to me, awhile back, that when the pain cascaded into ripples of pleasure, she closes her eyes to feel the various layers of the rippling pain. Rozele always saw colors of pain, each ripple deepened its pain and was a deeper shade then the first. She could swim in the tide of colors that were hitting her on both a subconscious and conscious levels. Through the tidal wave, she would have little orgasms at the stem of each deepened level, only to build upon its self. Until she was unable to discern the multitudes of colors anymore, and a tidal wave of intense pleasure would hit her, and she would be consumed with orgasmic pleasure.

I continued to crank her up just one more inch. I tied the rope in back, maintaining the selected height. Then I came around to her front. I slowly caressed her taught body, starting with her beautiful breasts. I love caressing my sister. Each time I felt her body, I felt my own. My fingers traveled down her front, passing her slender hips. I wanted so badly to touch her snatch, knowing that it would be dripping wet. But I willed myself away. I moved my hands back to her breasts and started to remove the petals of my cloths pin daisy. As I unclipped each one, Rozele came slowly back to reality and groaned with disappointment. I assured her that her decent into pain was far from over, there was more to come.

Upon removing all of the cloths pins, I massaged her reddened flesh. My soft touch caused Rozele to wiggle in pleasure. She begged for more. "What do you want darling sister", I said taunting her. "Do you want me to gently kiss all the red marks away, or do you want me to cause you more pain?"

Rozele eagerly agreed to both. She could always go for more pain. I never really knew when I had reached the threshold. But yet, she enjoyed the touch of my lips and tongue on her soft stung flesh, as I circled my tongue around her hard nipples. Again, for the second time during her punishment, I felt her body tighten with the anticipation of cascading pleasures.

While she was still in her pleasure trance, I knelt down in front of her and pinched her inner lips and clipped on the jaws of the pins, making sure I had placed them on her G-Spot. I heard a sharp intake of breath as I released the arms of the pins and allowed the jaws to snap shut. Her body made a mad jerk, and she started to wiggle.

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"Darling do you want me to remove it?"

"No, no.. the..pain..the..sweet, huh.."

Again, she was gone from me. She had closed her eyes and was concentrating on the sweeping colors overwhelming her senses. She was surfing the tides of pain, each wave making it harder for her to straddle the energy. As she enjoyed the colors, I enjoyed her breasts. Taking each one in between my teeth and nibbling on her nipples. I sucked and tongue tickled her flesh, enjoying her salty taste. I was consuming her in spirit, as I was trying to get her whole breast into my mouth.

Since she was enjoying herself so much, I decided to add something a little special. I squatted between her legs. Retrieving four pieces of string from my cubby whole, I created a slip knot on the top of each. I hooked a slip knot over each cloth's pin arm, ensuring it was a snug fit. At the end of each string, I hooked on a fishing weight. The weight pulled down on the clip adding further pressure to her already throbbing lips. I heard her a sharp intake of breath initially when the weight was added, the she seemed to float back into her world of pain, surfing of the rippling sea as the spasms flowed through her body.

Starting at her feet, I slowly kissed her between her toes traveling from toe to toe. Slowly covering my sister's feet with little wet kisses. I moved to her ankles, removing her bounds and rubbing circulation back into her bruised flesh. Slowly I moved up each one of her legs, caressing every inch of her soft skin, massaging her hard leg muscles. As I moved to her waist, I French kissed her little belly button. Reaching behind her, I let down the crank, lowering her down to the floor onto her belly. Making sure she was comfortable, I gave her a toy to play with. She inserted her favorite pacifier into her mouth and started to suck. As she was sucking on her pacifier, I inserted a vibrator in her tight dark hole and one in her very wet pussy. I continuously slapped her beautiful soft rump as I played with the vibrators inserting them in and out of her holes. As she orgasmed, I cuddled with her quivering back, holding her tight as I continued to play with the vibrators.

Gradually she quieted down, her breathing becoming normal. As she opened her eyes, she gazed at me in wonder. Smiling she said, "That was the best punishment I have ever had. I guess it pays to be jealous!"

I couldn't believe it. There were several moments there I really thought I was hurting my beautiful sister. "Perhaps, next time sister, I will get my POINT across." There is always next time, I thought to myself. We laid together like two tired spoons and fell asleep.