He walked around to the other side of the bed and repeated the process, clamping her other nipple.She wiggled her feet.And she stared in wide-eyed fascination as he moved to the foot of the bed.
“Ah…”
“It’ll be more uncomfortable than painful,” he promised as he affixed clothespins to her smallest toes.
She flexed, as if trying to dislodge them.“They’re annoying,” she said.
“I meant for them to be.They’ll distract from the ache in your nipples, and they will intensify your orgasm.”
“Any more intense and I’ll come out of my skin,” she insisted.
“I can only hope.”
“You do have a sadistic streak.”
He twisted the pins.She cried out and he grinned.“It’s more than a streak, I promise you.How do your nipples feel?”
“I’m noticing the clothespins more and more.”
“I might just stand here and look at you, wait until the color darkens.Watch you squirm.Wonder when you’ll cry out and beg me to take them off.”
As he’d intended, she shifted.“Do you have any idea what you look like there, secured in my bonds, to my bed, with a wet pussy, wondering when I’ll fuck you?”He showed her that he still held two clothespins.“Suggestions as to where I should put these?”He swept his gaze over her body.
“Cade…”
“How about on your pussy lips?”
She attempted to roll to one side, but the silk rope made it impossible for her to move much more than an inch either direction.
In turn, he plumped each of her labia before affixing a clamp.
She whimpered.
“How’s that?”he asked.
“Wicked,” she insisted.
He climbed onto the mattress and gripped each pussy clamp then pulled them wide to expose her cunt.“Beautiful,” he told her.
Her breaths came in ragged, desperate little bursts, the heady stuff of his fantasies.He knew it had to be uncomfortable, not entirely painful, but annoying.“Should I lick you again?”
“You should fuck me,” she replied.
For a woman who wasn’t very experienced, she was figuring this out fast.“Tell me you want to move at my pace.”
She lifted her head for a second before dropping it back down on the pillow with a tiny moan.“I want to move at your pace,” she repeated.
“Now relax.”
“When my whole body feels as if it’s on fire?”
“Especially then.”He released his grip on the plastic pins.Since they still kept her lips parted, he stroked her, dipping inside her vagina to moisten his finger then drawing it up over her clit.
Her scent filled the air, making it more difficult for him to contain his own energy.
He brought her to orgasm then pushed her over the edge with his tongue.
She screamed his name.“Now!Please?”
