He held it open, hovering for a moment. Knowing that she could see it as she knelt down, sat on her legs, naked and exposed. He knew the anticipation would build inside her, the thought always worse than the reality, or was it?
The immediate, strong pressure on her soft pink flesh was so intense as the clamp was released in an instant. It brought excruciating pain that sent an electric shock throughout her body. She gasped and trembled fighting to hold back a whimper as she realised that all that pain had somehow found its way, through her body and focused itself between her legs. She felt an aching and hunger, something that surprised her but that also urged her, she squirmed a little as the pleasure rose out of her pain.
As she began, physically, mentally and emotionally accepting and yes, enjoying her current state, she realised that he now held the other clamp open over her other nipple.
Her breath laboured and her breasts heaved, intermittently swelling her nipples and re-engaging the intensity of the already placed clamp. Throbbing from the tip all the way into her breast and into her body, pooling in its final destination between her legs.
His fingers moved gently and slowly. Her chest ebbed and flowed as she took deep breaths, her nipple pert.
This time he had to take his hand and roughly grab onto the flesh of her bosom so as to place the clamp.
She waited for the sharp sensation as it snapped on.
It didn’t come.
She felt a gentle pressure as the inside edge touched her skin. Slowly, slowly he released it. The clamp, moment by moment pinching and grinding her delicate pink peak against itself.
The pain was growing, evolving and all-encompassing. As slowly as the pressure and pain increased at the point of contact, it again flowed through her and accumulated down in the depths of her sex.
She felt the wetness of her arousal at the same time as she felt the heat on the surface of her skin and the first droplets of sweat across her brow.
Taking a moment to again compose herself in this newfound state.
His hand moved away and both of her tortured pink buds exploded with pain as he released the chain that connected the clamps and the weight that was attached to it bounced crudely and pulled hard away from its fixtures.
She had no choice but to yelp as the flavour of the pain brought a new pleasure, a new arousal.
She threw her had back only to quickly bring it forward again, to bow and focus inward on herself and the conflicting cocktail of sensations.
As she knelt, head down, breasts rising and falling with each breath, her arousal was undeniable.
She almost wished it could start all over again.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/whdwon/her_submission_v_the_clamps