“Risk of dislocation is high but we can use suspension cuffs to lessen that one, they call this the teardrop position”, he put the book down, the look on his face serious as those deep brown eyes of his burrowed into yours. You squirmed a little and he watched intently in silence for a couple of minutes.

“Go and fetch the toys I have laid out on the bed little one.”

You nodded, arose from your kneeling position and walked towards the bedroom door. Your heartbeat seemed to match your quickened steps. This was the first time you both had tried this suspension position and you were a little concerned. Apparently it could be quite painful as the body would hang in the shape of a teardrop.

There on the bed, laid out neatly were the cuffs, rope, and a small package, neatly wrapped with a small card laid on top with the words “pet”. A little confused you gathered all of it up in your arms including the package and walked back to  Master’s chair. Kneeling you present it all to him, arms laid out infront of you.

Master leant forward and smiled and asked you to please strip and place the cuffs on and open the package you had brought out. Clothes are pulled off, you place the cuffs on ankles and wrists, and begin to open the package. Inside was a beautiful leather harness, adorned with small diamonds.

“Master, I, what …. how?”, you are stunned.

“That’s not the way to thank your Master is it now pet? The harness is a gift. As this won’t be the first and last time you will be my little teardrop. Next week you will be displayed at a special get together of close friends, you will wear it on the night.”

You lean forward and kiss him and thank him. Your eyes glistening as sit up again and look at it. He grabs you by the hair and pulls your head towards his crotch, you can smell him, his musky scent that always makes your cunt get instantly wet. He runs his hands all over you, inspecting every inch of flesh and pushing his fingers into your now sodden wanton hole.

“Look even the thought of Master doing things to you has turned you into a wanting little hussy now hasn’t it?”

You mewled, nose buried in his crotch still.

“ Now go and fetch the rigging gear and the chain pet, we’ll need those tonight as the squirming you are about to be doing is going to require some strong gear used for heavy lifting, I’m going to pierce your clit tonight, we don’t want you breaking anything while I am making my little toy pretty do we? And I am sure it’ll help distract you from the stretching of your abdomen now won’t it?”

Your eyes meet his and you know he is dead serious. Yes, you are going to be his teardrop. The tears were going to rain down.

God how you adore your sadist.