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Sandra
She searched his dark eyes. The playfulness from their earlier play was gone. This man was severe, but he’d made his point. And she believed with her entire soul he would punish her badly if she disobeyed him on this.
“I do trust you,” she said easily. It didn’t mean she wasn’t frightened. The black metal clover nipple clamps looked wicked—something she’d only seen in movies she watched late at night after pouring over depositions from the comfort of her apartment where no one could see the depravity of her sex drive. The horrible things she’d seen had left her pussy soaked and her vibrator unable to keep up.
But watching something on the screen and experiencing it were two drastically different things. Tony had been more about impact play: floggers, paddles, his belt, and that damn dragon’s tail—nothing like what she watched buried beneath her blankets with her trusty vibe in one hand.
James pinched her left nipple hard, pulling it toward him. The intensity caught her off guard, and she gasped.
“Shhh, this is nothing.” He chuckled. “Take a deep breath,” he ordered, lining up the first clamp behind her nipple, squeezing her areola.
She nodded and gulped in a large breath.
“Blow out while the clamp tightens,” he ordered, then slowly eased the clamp onto her flesh.
She slowly released her breath, but still tensed as the clamp bit into her.
“Focus on me. Don’t wander off.” He grabbed her second nipple and pulled.
“Fuck,” she moaned as the teeth touched her skin.
“Breathe, Sandra,” he said, placing the second clamp on. Now that the puppy ears were off, she was back to being Sandra.
She forced out the last of her breath when he let go and the clamps pulled evenly on her nipples. There was a thin chain connecting them, and he lifted it into her view with his middle finger.
“See this?” he asked. The devil clearly sat on his shoulder now, telling him what to do.
“Yes.” She nodded, taking slow breaths to ease the sharpness of the pain in her nipples.
“This works great as a different sort of leash.” He drew the chain away from her, making her nipples stretch, the pain spread. The tightness increased the farther he pulled on the chain, and she winced, unable to keep it from showing on her face.
Her discomfort seemed to please him. The man was grinning from ear to ear.
“If I leave it dangling…” he dropped the chain, and her nipples pulled lower, but the intensity lessened. “It’s not as much fun.” He hooked a finger over the chain and pushed downward. “This is more fun.”
She gritted her teeth at the burst of sharpness. The farther he went, the worse it got.
“For me at least,” he whispered into her ear, then let go of the chain. She sucked in a shaky breath as her breasts bounced lightly.
“You have to remember to breathe.”
Was he teasing her? She brought her gaze up to him. Little wrinkles danced around his eyes. Definitely having fun.
“Let’s try again.” He pushed on the chain again, and the clamps began to tighten. She huffed short breaths as he went farther and farther.
“So good.” He kissed her cheek, relaxing the chain again, and she pushed her head back, looking up at the ceiling.
“How does that feel?” Fingertips lightly caressed the tips of her nipples.
“It hurts,” she whined.
“I would think so,” he teased her again. He flicked his fingers over her nipples, sending another ripple of electricity through her.
She cried out.
“But let’s see how it really feels.” His hand slipped between her thighs, fingers probed her pussy, gathering all the damning evidence. He raised his wet fingers into her view. “Soaked. Practically dripping.” He licked both fingers clean and grinned.
She closed her eyes and turned away from him.
