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“Sorry, sir.”
“Much better.” Palming a heavy breast in his hand, he rolled the nipple between his thumb and forefinger, drinking in her quiet sigh of pleasure.
Once the bud was nice and tight, he opened one of the clamps as far as it would go and placed it around her nipple. Watching her expression so he could gauge her reactions, he slowly twisted the screw to tighten the clamp.
“Oh!” After a few twists, she gasped and arched up. “That hurts!”
“Does it hurt more than when we played the other day?”
“No. It’s,” she paused, and he could practically hear her mind searching for the right explanation, “it’s more like when you squeeze a little too hard.”
“Good. Then you can take more.”
The next twist of the screw was met with a low whine. He paused again, letting her adjust to the new sensation. A sheen of arousal clouded her eyes and he grinned down at her.
“Do you like it when I hurt you, kitten?”
“Yes, sir. Ow!” She let out a cry when he tightened the screw another turn. “Too much, that’s too much!”
“Is it?” He ran a hand down her tummy to where her legs were still spread obscenely wide for him. “I don’t think it is. You’re soaking wet, baby.”
Panting, she shook her head from side to side. “Sir, please!”
“What color are you, kitten? Take a second and really think about it.”
Another soft whine, this one distinctly more petulant than the last. “Green, sir. But close to yellow.”
“Good girl. Thank you for being honest with me.”
If she’d been more experienced, he would have given the clamp at least one more twist, but he didn’t want to tip her over the edge of what she could handle. There would be plenty of time for skirting those lines later, if he had his way about it.
For the first time that he could remember, he couldn’t imagine growing bored with the woman in his bed any time soon.
“Next clamp, baby. You’re doing so good. I’m so proud of you.”
“Th-thank you, sir.”
He took his time with the second clamp as well, letting her reactions tell him when she’d just about reached her limit. When both nipples were properly clamped, he stepped back to admire his handiwork, those rosy buds turning red between the silver of the clamps.
“So beautiful. Keep those knees open wide for me, baby.”
Kit nodded, and it didn’t go unnoticed by him that she didn’t question him or argue. Whether she was actively learning to trust him or she was just too focused on the pain, he considered it progress.
Picking up the short, lightweight strap he’d pulled from his toy chest, he tapped it lightly against the curls between her thighs. Without a word of warning, he lifted the strap and snapped it down against her pussy.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Back arching, Kit pulled at her restraints, but kept her knees spread. “That hurts!”
Good girl.“Aww, poor kitten. Do you want me to stop?”
“Yes!”
In response, he snapped the leather down again, this time drawing a howl of pained outrage from her. “Aus— Sir!”
“Good catch,” he crooned, switching the strap to his opposite hand so he could gently stroke her swollen lips. “What color are you, kitten?”
“I-I don’t know.”
“Look at me, Katherine.”
