Chapter 14
When Kathrine and Meredith woke the next morning, they had vastly different feelings. While Kat was filled with anticipation about the appointment for the new collars, Foxy felt a slight worry about her coming ordeal.
After they got ready in the bathroom, Kat still having the catheter inside her, Foxy showed Kat what she got in her collection to choose from.
“Okay, Kitten. A bet is a bet, let me show you what you have to choose from for me to have in my tits today. If you have questions, just ask, I'll answer as best as I can.”
“Sure.”
With that, Foxy opened a drawer of her make up table, the one with the large mirror next to her large showcase with her tail and ears.
Inside the drawer was a large plastic case, often found in a hardware store to sort screws and nails, filled with all kinds of sharp and pointy things that had no place inside a human body.
Looking over the collection, Kat spotted not only the needles she had already seen, and even removed from Foxy's tits after their first meeting, but much more. She saw needles in different lengths and diameters, with and without the round plastic heads. She saw a thumbtack, normally used to pin papers to a board. There were gleaming nails of different sizes and even some golden screws like the ones used in wood working. Next to a collection of safety pins were what looked like fishhooks with and without the little hook at the end removed but still with the lure attached, and even some metal hooks, like those used in a kitchen to hang meat or fish. At the bottom of the box, Kat even saw something that looked suspiciously like meat skewers and even something that looked like an icepick.
Looking up, she saw a second box that was under the first, containing all kinds of needles. Those looked more like the hypodermic one that she had seen used in needleplay, together with many different things meant to be used together with them. The needles were in all kinds of length and thickness, ranging from tin ones, looking like they were meant for insulin, to ones that seemed to be 5 mm thick and meant to be used for actual piercings. The needles also ranged in length from barely 1.5 cm, barely half an inch, to more than 30 cm in length, around a foot, with the thickness to match. The decorations spanned from small candles, meant to go on a birthday cake, over feathers in different colors and sizes, to bells, some buttons, ribbons, and even what looked like two curved shields made of metal with stylized foxheads engraved on them that could fit Foxy's tits like macabre bra cups, lined with small holes around the edges and a bigger hole where the nipple would be in place of the nose.
The drawer also contained a small handheld battery powered screwdriver and a gleaming silver stapler, that looked more at home in a workshop than a collection of jewelry next to some more rolls with different colored ribbons.
“That is a lot, Foxy.”
“I know. Some of the stuff is from old shootings, others were presents or things I found online or while shopping.”
“Did you use everything in here?”
“No. Some of the things were gag gifts, or were meant to be used by someone else. Others are just things I thought could be interesting and put inside, like those ribbons. Some of the things were also gifts from some old friends, like those shields. Never wore them, as they are held by a few too many needles to put on by myself, or the skewers.”
“Do you mean those bra cups of metal?”
“Yep. I love the look of them, but could never bring myself to put them on. The final part scares the hell out of me.”
“What do you mean?”
“The last part, and the one that holds them in place the most are those nippleholes. I can kind of wear them by using my piercings to hold them in place, but they are designed to be held by screws.”
“What do you mean?”
“What I said. They are meant to be worn by drilling a screw straight down the nipple into the breasts, and then smaller needles are pushed straight into the tits to hold them in position around the outer edge. I have worn them once by using double sided tape and my existing piercings, but I did not get the right look, even if they looked hot.”
“Is that what the screws in the other box are for? And what about the nails?”
“Well, if you remember, Lukas did mention in our first meeting that one day he will nail me down. He meant that literally, by having me place my tits against a piece of wood, could be a board, could be a table or even a tree, and use a hammer to drive one or more nails through my tits into the wood. Same as with the screws, but those hurt a lot worse, as they kind of cut their path into your flash with their threads, whereas the nails go straight through. Faster and with less pain.”
“And the hooks?”
“Well, those can serve different roles. They can be used to hang weights on the bodypart they are pushed into, or they can be used to connect different parts.”
“Like connect your tits together? Would that not be a bit difficult?”
“Yeah, they can be used like that, and it is not easy, but I meant more like connecting the tits of two people, or in the case of stronger hooks, even suspension.”
“By connecting two people, you mean…”
“Yes, Kitten. I mean I get one hook pulled through each breast somewhere behind my nipple, and then, for example you, stand or sit opposite of me and get the same hooks pushed through your tits the same way. And no. We can not do that now. Not only do we not have the time to properly do it, but you are also too fresh into the scene I would say, and we have an appointment this afternoon. We can look into doing it in the future, maybe even as a scene. Especially as it would involve more than just sitting there with hooked tits. We would play tug games, add weights and let them swing or use vibrations to have us both move more. It would require planning, and preparation.”
“Fine. But one day I would like to try. What about the really long needles? They don't look like they would fit into one tit.”
“They don't. They are meant to pass though the bodypart in question, be it tits, asscheeks or other areas. The really big ones are even meant to pass through both tits at once, and then have some small rubbers added at the end to prevent them from shifting too much or sliding out. But those would be impractical today as well. And those are not all needles, but also skewers.”
Noticing the long look Foxy sent the metal shields, Kathring decided that one day she would put them on her friend, and maybe, if she were to be really brave, would maybe even order some for herself, even if only to look at.
“What do you recommend we use today?”
“As we are driving, I would not use something so thin, it can break off in case of an accident, or something that can be pushed straight into my ribcage. That means no needles, screws or nails straight down my nipples, or the thin needles. The medium sized needles would be a good choice, especially when they are used parallel to my ribs, or the thumbtacks. The small hooks can also be used without problems even if the ornaments could not swing freely, making them less interesting. I would also not use the needles with the feathers or candles and the like, because they would be hard to cover up.”
“And what would you like? I know, you said I should decide, but I really want to know what you would like as well. Please, Foxy?”
“Fine. I think some of the smaller things would be better, like those tacks or the medium sized needles from last time. They are easily hidden, and I know I can handle them for the most part for a full day without large problems. A corset piercing between my tits would also work, but you don't have the skills or experience to make one. If you really want to push me today, you could use four of the skewers, and put them through the base of my tits, but I don't know if I can handle that the whole day. But then, you could always put a chastity bra on me to prevent me from taking them out.”
“Would that not be dangerous?"
“Well, it's always dangerous to have foreign objects in your flesh, and it can always go wrong. But the skewers would at least be safer as I would not have a sharp point in my flesh that can move around and cut my inside up. On the other hand, the skewers just hurt more at the beginning, and turn into a dull kind of pain later as my body gets used to them.”
“And the tacks?”
“Those would be a bitch to deal with, because they can't penetrate too deep and are kind of dull, meaning they would always have a bit of pressure that would change the pain level, hurting more over the day.”
“What about the nails and screws?”
“Please don't. The nails would be like the pins, but they are much thicker and would have to be hammered into my tits, and the screws are worse from what I have been told. Never had the nerve to try them on myself or had the opportunity to experience them. I would be more comfortable if we tried them another time.”
“Ok, that I can understand. What about the stapler?”
“Well, they are not as bad as the tacks, but they are dull. meaning getting into my tits hurts more. But if you want to be creative, or write something they would be the best option, and they are easy to remove afterwards, as they can't fully get into my flesh. If you use them, I think you could use a few more than twelve per tit as well, but please don't overdo it. Any other questions?”
“Well, I have an idea, I think, but uhm…”
“What is it, Kitten?”
“I still think I want to join you as well. Or at least try it for a short while.”
“Well, we could put a few staples into your tits for you to have an idea, but nothing more than that, and they will be removed before we leave, are we clear?”
“Really?”
“They don't go deep and are easy to remove. If it shuts you up for now and you promise to behave, I will permit it.”
“Yay! What do I have to do?”
“First you have to calm down. Have you decided what you want to do with my tits?”
“Yep.”
“Are you going to tell me?”
“Nope. I want to surprise you. Is that okay?”
“Does it involve something going deep into my tits, or just surface stuff like we discussed till now.”
“I think it is just surface stuff. The skewers sound interesting, but I don't think today is right for that.”
“Then it's fine. Come on. Help me bring this stuff into the bathroom. We will first have to clean our tits and disinfect the things that you plan to use.”
“Ok. But uh… Can we maybe just experiment a bit before we get ready to leave? I have this nice idea for your breasts, but I need to prepare something first.”
“Sure. I take it, you want to surprise me?”
“Yeah. And I might even want to blindfold you, for it to be a big surprise at the end.”
“Kitten, are you up to no good again?”
“Dont be lazy. Lets clean our tits. You have to show me what to do.”
“Huh. Interesting to see, who of us will regret it more in the evening.”
After following the fleeing Kat into the bathroom, Foxy immediately sent her out again to get the small folding table from the closet, to have more space for their toys. Meanwhile, she got the material needed to disinfect all the implements of their planned fun out and put them on the counter.
After returning, Kat got rid of her shirt, not wearing her harness and helped Foxy in arranging everything they needed.
“Okay, Kitten. You know the drill. First we need to make sure that everything is clean, including our tits and our hands, not to mention the surface where our toys lie till we use them. Make sure to use the alcohol to really disinfect everything.”
“Just like the aftercare right?”
“Yep. Now, do you want to clean your own tits or should I do it?”
“Only if I can clean yours.”
“Fine, I'll let you play with my funbags early. Kittens and their toys…”
While cleaning both of their tits with rubbing alcohol, Kat had an idea.
“Hey Foxy."
“Yes Kitten?"
“Do we still have the latex catsuit laying around that you ripped last week?”
“I think so. Was going to repair it, but I think I will just toss it. Repaired latex does never look right again, and it was not that expensive. Why?”
“I had an idea. Can I cut some shapes out of it and use them like pasties?”
“What now? I thought you wanted to try needleplay?”
“I mean, yeah. Could we not staple them in place instead of using glue?”
“I mean, it is possible, and the latex is at least safe. I don't see what would speak against at least trying it out.”
Not waiting for her friend to change her mind, Kat left the bathroom and came back a few minutes later with two bright black stars that she had cut out from the broken suit.
They had both five points and had a diameter of around six to eight cm. After cleaning her hands, tits and the stars again with alcohol, she looked to her friend.
“Uhhm, What now?”
“Now starts the fun. Do you want to do it yourself, or do you want me to use the stapler on you?”
“I think it would be better if you do it.”
“Fine by me. I´ll explain as I go, but it is not complicated.”
Getting a firm nod from her friend, Foxy started by having her hold one of the stars to her right tit before taking up the cleaned stapler and correcting her placement.
“No, a bit higher and turn it a bit to the right. Good. Really Kitten. If we already do something like this, I want it to look right. Now. Are you ready?”
Looking down at her own breast, Kat looked at the black star that was positioned right above her nipple with one point pointing upwards before giving Foxy a firm nod.
Following the confirmation, Foxy proceeded to position the stapler on one side of the upper point before firmly pressing into the tit and squeezing the trigger.
“Uff!”
“Are you alright, Kitten?”
“Yeah. Stings a bit, but not as bad as the needle from the weekend”
“I would hope so. This is just a few mm at most in one of the less painful areas, while the needle from the weekend pierced all the way through one of the areas with the densest nerves per square cm. Now, ready for the second?”
“Yeah.”
What followed was Foxy slowly working her way around the star and stapling every side of every pint to her friend's breast with a final count of ten staples.
“And done. What do you think, Kitten? Want to try and do the stapling for the other side yourself?”
“I think so. Can you hold the star for me?”
“Sure. Hey, want me to go and make two more stars for my own tits? We could become a matching pair for a bit?”
“Sure. But let me try myself first, before I chicken out.”
“I think you mean Kitten out, but fine. It's better anyway, because otherwise we would have to disinfect ourselves all over again in the middle of doing your tits. Now, here, that looks about right. Carry on Kitten you can start.”
“Ok…”
With trembling hands, Kathrine took up the stapler and after some corrections in her positioning by Foxy took a deep breath and pulled the trigger. In the next few minutes, Kat at first hesitantly, but after a bit with more steadiness proceeded to staple the other star to her own breast.
“Nice done Kitten. Want to look at it in the mirror? I will need a bit to make two more stars for myself.”
“Sure.”
Standing up, Foxy went downstairs to find the old suit and Kat went to look into the mirror. What she saw was herself with her favorite black ears on her head, her long hair down and on her big breasts were two big black stars. The gleaming staples around the border that held the latex on her tits looked more like decoration than the painful metal pieces that they were.
While being careful, she proceeded to feel the stars with her fingers a bit and found that while slightly painful, she did not mind the sensation and even at first carefully, but then a bit more forcefully shook her tits.
“Having fun?”
Not having heard her friends return whirled around to face her and slipped with her socks on the tiles before crashing to the ground.
While she did not injure herself in her fall, Kat landed with her full weight on her tits.
“Shit!”
“Really Kitten. I would think that you would be at least a bit more careful. Now, let me help you.”
“Thank you Foxy. Uhhh. That stings.”
“I would think so. But hey, at least I am not kneading your tits with pretty long needles inside them.”
“Yeah, I can see your point. I think it is okay now.”
“Good to hear. Now want to do mine next?”
“Yes, but uh…”
“Yes Kitten?”
“I kind of had this idea I wanted to do, but uh, I wanted that to be a surprise.”
“And…”
“Could you maybe…”
“I can't hear you.”
“Is it okay if you wear a blindfold while I do it? Please?”
“Is what you planned worse than your tits?”
“Just a little bit. But nothing like those long needles from our first meeting. I just want the final result to be a surprise.”
“Fine, I won't look, but you will tell me every step on the way.”
“Ok, uh, can you sit down and clean your tits please? I will get one of your blindfolds.”
“Fine.”
Leaving the room, Kat first went to the closet and got a long black cloth blindfold before continuing to her own closet in the other room where she got not only her harness, but also two clear seethrough cups for her tits instead of her normal ones and two padlooks and the keys. Returning to the bathroom, she left everything other than the keys and the blindfold on the bed before stepping behind her friend and putting on the cloth.
“Can you see, Foxy?”
“Nope. What took you so long?”
“I needed something small. Don't worry.”
“Kitten, when you say don't worry and are planning something, I naturally worry.”
“Hey, that is mean.”
While the two were bantering, Kat took the two keys and two of the fishhooks she spotted earlier in the case and proceeded to fasten one key to each hook. She followed that by laying them into a small bowl with rubbing alcohol and then cleaned her own hands before facing Foxy.
“Ok. I am going to start. I am going to push something through your nipple, so please don't move too much.”
“Fine. How many? Uhh. Damn that stings every time.”
While Foxy was still asking her question, Kat had already started. She took one of the hooks from the bowl, and after drying it a bit with some clean paper proceeded to firmly grip Foxy's nipple. After having a good hold, she pulled the nipple out and then pushed the hook from the inside vertically through the flesh. After seeing the emerging hook on the other side, she continued to push until the key would hang downwards in a straight line.
“Everything okay Foxy?”
“Yeah, I´m fine. Not my first time. Now, what the hell did you do? I can feel a bit of movement.”
“Can I do the other side while you try and figure out what I did?”
“Sure. So what the hell? Huh… I would say… Ouch… Uhh, careful Kitten… I would say you have hung something from my nipples?
While Foxy was thinking, Kat had repeated the process with her other tit, and was now positioning the first star over Foxy's tit.
“Here, can you hold the star in place please?"
“Sure.”
After the star was in the right position, Kat started to fix it in place with the staples, being careful to hide the key under the latex before closing the last side. Repeating the same on the other side, she finally allowed Foxy to take off her blindfold and feel with her hands what she had hidden.
“Okay, Kitten what did you put into my nipples? I would say some needles, but the form is not right. Did you use some of the hooks? I hope you used the ones without the barbs. And what is the hard thing?"
“What barbs?”
“The hooks used for fishing have a little barb at the end to prevent easy removal. It is intended to prevent fish from fleeing. They were part of the gag gift. The ones without are meant for needle play.”
“Ups.”
“Uhh, really Kitten? Well, at least I was not planning to remove them for the day anyway. Come on, l'll let you have the stars on your tits for a while, before we remove them for the trip.”
Returning to the bedroom Foxy continued downstairs still without her top while Kat went ahead and slipped on her harness after putting the clear cups in place. She specifically chose the cups where the harness had to be open to be removed, before closing the buckles with the padlocks.
Following her friend downstairs, Kat continued to take her phone and had Foxy take a few pictures of her before doing the same to her friend.
They spent a good bit of time just relaxing, before Foxy wanted to return upstairs.
“Okay, Kitten. Let's remove those staples from your tits. We did say only a short time for your first try.”
“Fine, let's go.”
It was only upstairs in the bathroom that Foxy noticed the padlocks.
“Okay, Kitten, very funny.”
“I don't know what you mean.”
“Padlocks in the buckles? Really? Ok, where are the keys?”
Not getting an answer, Foxy just got a broad smile instead. Getting a bad feeling, she got ready to grab her friend, but Kat was faster and bolted from the room.
"Ohhh, no you don't! Come back here Kitten!”
“Only if you catch me!”
“Damnit!”
It took Foxy nearly ten minutes to catch Kathrine who was giggling the whole time, and had to spend five more minutes to get her back upstairs.
Kat meanwhile pouted after being caught.
“Okay, Kitten, where are the keys?”
“Well… You see…”
The door bell rang at that moment, startling both women.
“Damn, what now.”
"I'll go.”
“No you dont Kitten! Hey! Come back here!”
“Oh, hey July!”
As the door opened, July got the nice surprise to see both women half naked with big black stars covering their breasts, and to see Foxy try and grab Kathrine.
“Hi… Nice pasties?”
“Thanks.”
“Ha. finally got you. Oh, hey July!”
“Hi Kat, hi Foxy. Do I want to know what is happening?”
Following the two into the living room, July observed how Foxy tried to get her friend to tell her where some keys were, while said friend was acting all innocent.
“Okay, Kitten, enough fun. We will need to leave soon, and I still have to clean your tits. Out with it!”
“You will keep your promise of keeping my choice in place, right?”
"Yeah, why?"
“Well…”
Seeing her friends shifting eyes and her innocent act, Foxy got a bad idea. Looking down at her covered tits, she lifted her hand and started to inspect the hard shape that her kitten had hung from the hooks in her nipples before looking back up.
“No, you didn't!"
“Well, I did not want to risk losing the keys, and I did not want to leave them at home in case of an emergency…”
“Kitten!”
“Ok, can somebody please explain to me what this is all about?”
Thinking quickly, Kat managed to beat her friend to the topic.
“It's all Foxy's fault! She does not want me to have fun!”
Not expecting this, both July and Foxy were stunned for a moment before reacting at the same time.
“Ohh you little pest! That is how you want to play this?!”
“Ok, I don't believe this for a moment. Foxy and not letting someone have fun? Pull the other one!”
“Well, it's true…Eep!”
Kat tried to defend herself, but was grabbed by her friend from behind by her collar, and pulled up the stairs to the bathroom, while an amused July followed both of them.
“Nope, you had your chance, Kitten. My turn. Well, it started on the weekend, when I made a bet with Kat here of how many hours she could spend with some of my old clamps on her nipples and a catheter in her in some strict bondage, before she carved and would ring her tits for me to empty her, and per hour she would get to choose two things to put in my tits for today. She managed a bit over six hours before she grew bored of sleeping, and today, we were looking to fill my tits with pointy things for the day for the trip. Here, if we already have to stay like this, we can at least clean up before we go. Where was I?”
“You wanted to tell her what a good kitten I was and promise me some ice cream?”
“No, I definitely did not want to reward you for this.”
“The pointy things in your tits.”
While they talked, Foxy had Kat clean up the small table and the unused stuff from her collection.
“Thanks July. Well, Kat grew interested in my collection, and after a bit I allowed her to have a few staples in her tits for the morning. We did say we would remove them from her tits before leaving the house, as she has never done this before, and I would have preferred it if she had experimented while in your new office and not on the road. Well, as you can guess, my kitten here had other ideas. While she only has the stars stapled to her tits, I also have a fishhook through each nipple, on which the keys to the locks in her harness dangle. Can you now see why I was chasing her?”
“Yeah, I can. Still does not change the fact that we need to leave in a few minutes.”
“He he.”
“What do you have to say for yourself, Kitten?”
"I'm sorry?"
“Stop grinning first if you want to act believable.”
“Come on Foxy, put on a shirt and put the cat on her leash, you can think of an appropriate punishment in the car. We need to leave.”
“Fine, come on Kitten you win this round. Let's get ready, we don't want to be late.”
Following their friends' words, both Foxy and Kat got dressed before leaving the house, Foxy holding her friend's leash in her hand.
Settling down in the car, Foxy behind the wheel and July on the backseat, while Kat carefully pulled her seatbelt between her tits so as to not to irritate the staples in both her tits.
“Now, everybody ready?”
“Yes, Foxy.”
“Yep.”
“You went to the toilet before leaving?”
“Yes Mommy!”
“Cant go, still have the tube in my bladder?”
“Dont use that voice with me! And right, you still have the catheter in you Kitten. But you emptied yourself this morning right?”
“Yes Foxy.”
“Then I don't care. Let's drive before we are late.”
It was ten minutes later that Kathrine asked a very bad question to her friend.
“You did go yourself right?”
“Shit!”
What followed were some pretty uncomfortable hours for Foxy, as her friends spent their time teasing her in various ways from loudly slurping their drinks to talking about all kind of water related themes or even just reminding Foxy of her growing need to go, but finally they arrived their destination to get measured for their new collars.