"Look at me, pet." Sir said.
I couldn't bring myself to do so. Head down with the chain of the nipple clamps grasped tightly between my teeth, hands cuffed together, kneeling in front of Sir, I couldn't do it. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction. Earlier today he had me get on all fours, butt plug in place as he gave me a good flogging with our new riding crop. Now I was sitting on the balls of my feet and could feel the welts on my ass which I was more than sure was still bright cherry pink. Just the shade Sir liked my ass to be after a good spanking/ flogging. Thankfully or not so thankfully, Sir removed the plug, simply to replace it with these nipple clamps. I'm glad at least it wasn't both at this moment. After that, I definitely didn't want to raise my head up and look at him. I didn't want to admit that I had been turned on since then, and I didn't want to admit it to him now either.
"I want you to crawl towards our nightstand and get the Hitachi and plug it in. Remember, don't drop your chain, pet. If you do, I will leave you here kneeling in our bedroom, unable to come." As carefully as I could, head still down I crawl slowly towards our bed, teeth firmly clamped down on the chain. I try to stand briefly to pull it out of the drawer, bring it back, plug it in, trying very hard not to tug on my overly sensitive nipples. All the while, I know embarrassingly, his eyes are still watching me the entire time.
When he orders it, I turn it on and hold it towards my pussy. I've always thought that Hitachis have always been too intense for me to handle but if it was the only way that Sir was going to let me come, I'd take it. It had not even been a minute yet and my pussy was already dripping. I'm whimpering and squirming, trying my hardest not to move around too much, especially my head as the clamps swung around, a painful reminder. But I was getting hot, and wet, and so turned on as time went on. And just like that, Sir instructed me to turn the wand off. I was so close to coming it wasn't even fair.
"Had enough, pet?" Sir asked. My cunt throbbed so badly; My whole body felt warm, my nipples sore, I finally swallowed my pride and did as he originally asked hours ago. I looked up at him, straight in the eye, and said "Yes, sir." as best as I could. This action tugged at my nipples as I winced in pain. I saw him smirk in satisfaction. "You can let the chain go, but I want you to play with yourself as I take these clamps off for you. No coming without my permission, pet." He looks at me, I know that he's waiting for me to make the first move...I let the chain drop from my mouth and start crawling back towards the bed. When we get there, Sir decides to sit behind me, back against the headboard and I sit in front of him. Slowly, I move my hand towards my pussy. He kisses my forehead softly, removing my cuffs first. When he removes the first nipple clamp, I whimper. He touches my overly sensitive nipples softly and I wince. "Aren't you glad at least one clamp is off, pet?" I nod silently, eyes closed, stroking my already wet cunt more turned on and humiliated than ever that I was completely exposed, practically naked while he was still fully clothed.
"You don't seem very thankfully. If you'd like, I can put it back on for a little while longer and see how you feel later." Sir said. "No sir. Thank you, sir." I manage to gasp. At this point, my legs were shaking, head swimming. I didn't know whether to focus on the pain or pleasure. Heat radiated throughout my body. "Tell me how wet you are and how badly you want to come, pet."Sir said, his one hand joining mine to see how wet I really was.
I'm soaked, Sir. Please, please let me come." I say. In my opinion, it didn't matter what I said because at that point, there was no denying it. But I knew the real reason he asked was because it was all part of trying to break me down. I was stroking faster, my hips bucking towards fingers, his or mine. One nipple still clamped, Sir's other hand was playing with the nipple that he just released from the clamps; almost inqusitively as if he wasn't quite sure whether he was going to let me come during this session or not. My breathing was short and swift, I'm so close... then all I hear is Sir counting. We'd done this before. I'd never been so anxious for him to reach 1:
10...9..8..7...6...5..4...3.......2.......
I couldn't bring myself to do so. Head down with the chain of the nipple clamps grasped tightly between my teeth, hands cuffed together, kneeling in front of Sir, I couldn't do it. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction. Earlier today he had me get on all fours, butt plug in place as he gave me a good flogging with our new riding crop. Now I was sitting on the balls of my feet and could feel the welts on my ass which I was more than sure was still bright cherry pink. Just the shade Sir liked my ass to be after a good spanking/ flogging. Thankfully or not so thankfully, Sir removed the plug, simply to replace it with these nipple clamps. I'm glad at least it wasn't both at this moment. After that, I definitely didn't want to raise my head up and look at him. I didn't want to admit that I had been turned on since then, and I didn't want to admit it to him now either.
"I want you to crawl towards our nightstand and get the Hitachi and plug it in. Remember, don't drop your chain, pet. If you do, I will leave you here kneeling in our bedroom, unable to come." As carefully as I could, head still down I crawl slowly towards our bed, teeth firmly clamped down on the chain. I try to stand briefly to pull it out of the drawer, bring it back, plug it in, trying very hard not to tug on my overly sensitive nipples. All the while, I know embarrassingly, his eyes are still watching me the entire time.
When he orders it, I turn it on and hold it towards my pussy. I've always thought that Hitachis have always been too intense for me to handle but if it was the only way that Sir was going to let me come, I'd take it. It had not even been a minute yet and my pussy was already dripping. I'm whimpering and squirming, trying my hardest not to move around too much, especially my head as the clamps swung around, a painful reminder. But I was getting hot, and wet, and so turned on as time went on. And just like that, Sir instructed me to turn the wand off. I was so close to coming it wasn't even fair.
"Had enough, pet?" Sir asked. My cunt throbbed so badly; My whole body felt warm, my nipples sore, I finally swallowed my pride and did as he originally asked hours ago. I looked up at him, straight in the eye, and said "Yes, sir." as best as I could. This action tugged at my nipples as I winced in pain. I saw him smirk in satisfaction. "You can let the chain go, but I want you to play with yourself as I take these clamps off for you. No coming without my permission, pet." He looks at me, I know that he's waiting for me to make the first move...I let the chain drop from my mouth and start crawling back towards the bed. When we get there, Sir decides to sit behind me, back against the headboard and I sit in front of him. Slowly, I move my hand towards my pussy. He kisses my forehead softly, removing my cuffs first. When he removes the first nipple clamp, I whimper. He touches my overly sensitive nipples softly and I wince. "Aren't you glad at least one clamp is off, pet?" I nod silently, eyes closed, stroking my already wet cunt more turned on and humiliated than ever that I was completely exposed, practically naked while he was still fully clothed.
"You don't seem very thankfully. If you'd like, I can put it back on for a little while longer and see how you feel later." Sir said. "No sir. Thank you, sir." I manage to gasp. At this point, my legs were shaking, head swimming. I didn't know whether to focus on the pain or pleasure. Heat radiated throughout my body. "Tell me how wet you are and how badly you want to come, pet."Sir said, his one hand joining mine to see how wet I really was.
I'm soaked, Sir. Please, please let me come." I say. In my opinion, it didn't matter what I said because at that point, there was no denying it. But I knew the real reason he asked was because it was all part of trying to break me down. I was stroking faster, my hips bucking towards fingers, his or mine. One nipple still clamped, Sir's other hand was playing with the nipple that he just released from the clamps; almost inqusitively as if he wasn't quite sure whether he was going to let me come during this session or not. My breathing was short and swift, I'm so close... then all I hear is Sir counting. We'd done this before. I'd never been so anxious for him to reach 1:
10...9..8..7...6...5..4...3.......2.......
