Page 165 of The Monster and the Masochist

So, when she pulled out a pair of handcuffs, only to immediately shake her head and put them back in the box, my heart sank in disappointment.

She must have seen the look on my face because she gave me a dark smirk.

“Not today, baby. Today, I want you to be good and listen because I tell you to, not because you have to. It’s going to be hard, but I know you can do it.”

“A-alright…” I stammered, and the disappointment I’d felt about her disinterest in the cuffs vanished as she pulled out a pair of fucking nipple clamps.

They weren’t exactly beginner clamps, either. They were lined with rounded teeth and connected by a thin silver chain that sparkled between her fingers as she carefully examined them.

“Perfect,” she murmured before making her way back over to me with that sinister little smirk back on her face.

“Let’s get these on you, then we’ll see how long you can last for your next round. How does that sound, baby?”

“Good… That sounds… So fucking good…” I panted, and she beamed at me before reaching out to gently cup my right breast so she could pinch my already aching nipple between the teeth of the unforgiving clamp.

The pain sparked and fizzed through me, and I arched my back involuntarily as the cold metal cinched down on my sensitive peak.

Another rush of wetness flooded my thighs, and Cass chuckled at my inability to hold still as she moved on to my other breast.

The dildo bumped against her legs as I ground my hips into nothing. The vibrator wasn’t even on, and my clit was throbbing so hard I didn’t know how I was going to make it through the next round of edging I knew she was going to put me through.

The second clamp bit into my other breast, and I cried out as the delicious pain tore through me, and my brain went temporarily blank.

Oh my god… Holy fuccckkkkk… That hurt so. Fucking. Good.

The chain of the clamps brushed against my sternum as I continued to mindlessly thrust my hips in an attempt to get some friction from the strap against my clit, but all movement stopped when Cass wrapped her hand firmly around the dildo and used it to hold me in place.

“Shhh. You’re alright. Stop moving. I want you to be still for me. Can you do that, baby?”

I nodded, even though I wasn’t sure if I actually could.

My entire body was a live wire, and the intoxicating mix of pain and pleasure kicked up a notch as she hit the button on the remote again. My spine locked up in response to the intense burn of pure need that exploded from my core, and I let out a low, desperate moan as I fought the almost immediate urge to come.

Using the dildo as leverage, Cass forced the vibrator harder against my clit, and my hands flew to her hips in an effort to steady myself.

“No. Hands behind your back. Be still,” she reminded me, and my lust-drunk mind suddenly understood why her sadistic ass hadn’t wanted to use the cuffs.

The look of bored amusement she had on her face said it all as she calmly watched me struggle to do what she said for no other reason than she’d told me to do it.

I was gasping and moaning helplessly now as I gripped my left wrist with my right hand at the small of my back. Kneeling helplessly before Cass, I sniffled as she gently rocked the base of the dildo against the relentlessly buzzing vibrator.

“Mmm, such a needy little slut for me. Look at you. You fucking love this, don’t you?” she purred, and I whimpered and nodded.

I couldn’t use my words to answer. Speaking would take too much effort, and I needed every ounce of brain power I had to keep myself from coming before Cass told me I could.

“Are you my needy little slut, Theodora?” she hummed, and before I could try to even formulate a response, she tugged lightly on the chain between the clamps, and I screamed.

Laughing softly, she bounced her finger lightly on the chain over and over again, causing several intense, rolling waves of agony to explode through the abused tips of my swollen nipples.

The pain mixed with the unrelenting vibrations between my thighs and sent me shooting towards climax so quickly that I sobbed.

“Cass! I’m gonna come! Fuck, I can’t help it, please!”

I was desperate for her to take pity on me. I didn’t want to disobey her, but I was so close. There was nothing I could do to stop it from happening, so when the vibrations abruptly stopped again, I choked on a relieved sob, even though my entire body was screaming for some form of release.

Cass let out a deliciously condescending chuckle before brushing my now-damp hair back from my face.

“My little masochist…” she purred, tugging on the chain again, this time hard enough that the clamps slipped and the teeth tore into my flesh.