#MasturbationMonday – Nipple Clamps – #BDSM! NSFW

Masturbation Monday

Howdy Moan Dayer’s! Yep it’s Monday, yes there isn’t enough coffee in the world to cope with Mondays… and no, android sex robots haven’t been invented yet. Meanwhile… we have #MM naughtiness – so it’s not all bad, right?

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The Velvet Chair

“Can you undo me?” If my voice was a little deeper and rougher around the edges than usual, it was all down to the man alongside me.

“Turn around then, Princess.”

His fingers lightly skimmed the soft silk of my dress above my waist, and they didn’t stop until they’d reached just beneath my breasts. The contact made me jump, and I could feel my heart swelling with excitement inside my chest. Swallowing down a gasp of desire, I turned around stiffly and braced myself for his touch. He made me wait, of course.

When his hands brushed the nape of my neck, I shivered and he laughed. Replacing his hands with his lips, he gently kissed a path of fire from my ear to my throat.

“Are you afraid of me, Princess?” His voice also had an unfamiliar rasp to it, so I knew that desire was a two-sided coin. For some reason, I thought he’d fight harder than me to resist its powerful tug.

“Yes.”

“Then you’re not completely stupid. Maybe there’s hope for you, yet.” The smug satisfaction in his voice angered me, but I refused to rise to the bait. If I had to walk a tightrope in order to rid myself of those pears, I would.

Feeling his warm breath on my neck as his fingers gripped the zipper of my dress, I stifled another moan. My clit was so swollen between the strands of rope that encased it, it was crying out for relief. Both of my nipples had formed tight peaks beneath the clamps, and I could feel them throbbing cruelly as the thin silk rubbed against them. As he teased my zipper down slowly, Mark’s fingers traced a languorous path, and I felt the painful pull of arousal as it sent a flush of heat racing through me.

The zipper wound down my body like it was fighting its way through a sea of treacle, and to make matters worse, Mark’s hands were now inside my dress. A thousand butterflies took flight inside me as the tide of desire began to flow downwards, and there was no stopping it. There hadn’t been a need for me to wear a bra in my halter-neck dress as it had already been sewn into the bodice. Unfortunately, that gave him free reign to get his hands on me. The zip was forgotten as he weighted, kneaded and caressed me. My head flipped back of its own accord and my eyes glazed over. As his fingers found the twin clamps that Penny and Candace had fitted earlier, I nearly died on the spot.

“I bet they’re tender, aren’t they precious?” A moan was the only answer I was capable of giving.

“And they’ve swelled so prettily. I can’t wait to see and taste them.”

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3 thoughts on “#MasturbationMonday – Nipple Clamps – #BDSM! NSFW

  1. Through my busy day, I stopped over just to read your excerpt. I’m really enjoying these. And this is another great exchange between them.
    I only got to participate in My Sexy Saturday and Weekend Writing Warriors this week, so I don’t have anything up again for this week. 😉

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