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I grin wickedly and hook my finger on the chain. Tugging gently, I watch in satisfaction as her back arches off the bed.
“Sir,” she whimpers.
“I wonder if I could make you come like this, tesoro?” I tug the chain a little harder and she keens, back arching higher and legs spreading wide.
“Sensitive, are we?” I flick her pebbled nipple with my tongue, lavishing it with attention. Her hands ball into fists and she lifts them off the bed. “Hands,” I remind her.
“I know, Sir,” she whines.
Sliding my hand across her soft stomach, I cup her other breast, wedging the clamp between the knuckles of my middle and pointer fingers. I squeeze gently and her eyes roll back in her head. “Is this what you wanted?”
“Yes!”
I settle between her thighs, my hard cock encased in my suit pants and pressing up against her pussy. I knew she’d like the clamps, but I had no idea they’d make her this feral.
I roll my hips, rubbing the seam of my zipper over her clit. “Oh, holy cow!” she moans.
“How about we see if we can get you off like this?” I suggest, squeezing her breast harder. “You grind that pussy on me while I play with these beautiful tits.”
“Y-yes, Sir.”
ChapterForty-Four
MIA
My breasts throb with a delicious, heavy ache. I can barely see straight. Wetness slicks my thighs, and I whimper without shame, grinding myself on Lorenzo’s hard cock.
“These are fucking beautiful, tesoro,” he says, squeezing one of my breasts hard, his tongue sweeping over the other, teasing my pebbled nipple while the toy bites into my skin. Every time I feel like the pleasure can’t get any more intense, Lorenzo pulls on the chain between the two clamps, and I enter a whole new sphere of ecstasy.
Pressure building in my core, I rock my hips, rubbing my sensitive clit over his hard length. I’ve never come from having my nipples played with before, and although I’m grinding against him like a horny she-cat, it’s the sweet ache in my breasts that’s causing the deep contractions in my pussy. The ones that build and crest as he goes on playing me—like a puppet master literally pulling my strings.
He sucks one nipple into his hot mouth and bites gently, causing me to gasp. “Sir, that feels so good.”
“Mmhmm,” he murmurs, feasting on my flesh and twirling the chain between his thumb and forefinger so that it pulls and releases over and over again.
“Can I please touch you, Sir?” I beg, desperate to feel any part of him beneath my fingertips but conscious of his instructions to keep my hands by my sides.
“Only touch me.”
I sigh with relief as I grip his thick hair, holding his head in place and pressing into the pleasure of his expert mouth. He rolls his hips, causing the perfect amount of friction against my clit, and as I arch toward him, giving in to the sensations that course through me, he gives the chain one final yank, pulling the clamps off completely. Blood rushes back to my nipples and intense euphoria crashes over me.
“Oh, fu—” My orgasm tears the words from my mouth, cutting off my oxygen as it rips through me. I try to catch my breath, but Lorenzo wraps a hand around my throat. “Hold it in and feel it all.”
I clamp my mouth shut and tremors rocket through my body. And when I feel like I’m about to pass out, Lorenzo releases his grip. I gulp air, filling my burning lungs with oxygen.
“W-wow,” I pant, several minutes later. “That was incredible.”
Raising his eyebrows, Lorenzo winds the chain around the clamps. “I’m definitely adding these to our playtime, sunshine.”
“That would be nice, Sir,” I purr, fluttering my eyelashes at him.
His eyes narrow. “You’re being a very well-behaved sub today.”
“I am,” I agree.
“Still not going to save you though.” With a wicked grin, he jumps off the bed and gets undressed.
I marvel at the sight of him. All hard ridges and beautiful artwork carved into his skin. “Save me from what?”
