Sometimes, less is more. Today I only had Ally’s arms restrained. Partly because not binding her legs meant that I could use either her pussy or her ass however I pleased, partly because being tied to the ceiling made restricting her legs moot. Getting her attached to the suspension rig was the easy part, though. The difficulty came in getting Ally to agree to let me put a ring gag on her. I had to explain my intentions before she finally saw the benefit and acquiesced. But, the buxom brunette looked so delectable with nipple clamps attached to the ring of her gag. Connecting the pain in her nipples to her having to pull on her own flesh – stretching the stiff nubs to get a greater sensation – made me question whether I may or may not be a sadistic genius. But, I had another trick to really send Ally into a frenzy. Small weights tied to either end of a string. Only a few ounces, but enough force that when placed across Ally’s stretched nipples, it sagged slightly, pulling even further away from her sizable breasts. Ally was whimpering from even the smallest of gestures, as moving her head at all sent electricity throughout her tits. Watching her eyes roll back from pain and pleasure while her tits bounced from me invading her pussy filled me with forbidden fire.
“Aassser, ill ou ease urt ur sut ore?” It was difficult to entirely understand Ally’s words as she attempted to speak around her ring gag, but there was enough that sounded like English for me to catch her meaning. “Insatiable, filthy painslut. Is master really not hurting you enough?” Ally shook her head in disagreement, sending pulses of pain to her stretched nipples. The action caused her caramel body to tremble, but her eyes didn’t waiver in their request. I circled her slowly, making Ally squirm like prey in a trap. Finally, I took action, grabbing her charcoal locks and pulling them hard. The jerk to Ally’s head actually pulled the clamps off of her nipples, sending the weighted string to the floor with a small thud. Ally cried out in pain, as her nipples were forced to their most extreme extent. It took a moment for Ally’s breathing to return to normal. She looked at me with a mix of feelings that showed the most extreme depth to her brown eyes. Before she could attempt to speak or make a request, I took over applying pressure to her nipples. My hand reached out to massage her left nipple before my mouth wrapped around her right. Ally shivered and shifted under my touch, but couldn’t escape. I switched from mostly teasing her nipple with my tongue to fairly aggressive suckling. Ally moaned in response and I tweaked her left nipple with a small pinch. That sent the addled brunette into a frenzy of moans and yelps, before I switched my hands and mouth.
*disclaimer: these stories are based on real scenarios between me and my slut. She even insisted I add this disclaimer to our stories
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