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it really erotic.”
    “ Good. Well, I neglected your breasts tremendously the other day, and I’m quite determined to fix that today,” Ryan remarked. “This will hurt, but we’ll see if we can find a way to ease the pain.”
    I looked at him, hesitantly . What did he have planned?
    He reached his hand out to cup my breasts, one at a time, flicking his fingers over my nipples. They instantly hardened. He pinched them, first gently, then harder, pulling my nipples away from my breasts and twisting them in his fingers. I winced slightly, but at the same time, I could feel my pussy juices run.
    He rummaged again in the shopping bag, and brought out a package of clothespins. “Nipple clamps, hardware store style,” he commented. “I actually think I prefer clothespins – you can get more of them on.”
    “ Now Maya, this package has twenty-four clothespins in it. I’m going to see how many I can put on your breasts. And I’d be really pleased if you take them all, okay?”
    “ Okay,” I said, swallowing. “What happens if I safeword?”
    He stopped what he was doing, and crouched forward. “If you safeword, we’ll stop, discuss what the problem is and resolve it. If you say No, same thing. Okay?” He smiled at me, all warm reassurance. I nodded.
    I bit my lip as he put the first pin on my right nipple. It hurt. I moaned. Ryan’s hands were tracing small circles around my nipples though, easing the pain.
    “Relax your muscles; let the pain flow through you.”
    I carefully exhaled. I hadn’t realized I had been holding my breath.
    He put the next one on my left nipple, and once again gently caressed my breasts. Pleasure and pain coursed through me.
    The third and fourth pins were placed on my right breast, above my nipple. I drew my breath in sharply. This hurt a lot.
    “ Relax,” Ryan soothed. He went down on his knees in front of me, and bent his head towards my pussy. His tongue reached out and licked a long line down the slit. “I think you like this, don’t you, Maya? You are soaking wet.”
    I flushed. I couldn’t hide the evidence of my arousal from Ryan. He continued to place the fifth and sixth pins on my left breast, matching the ones on the right. My hands clenched into fists. Breathe, I told myself.
    The seventh, eighth and ninth pins completed the circle around my right nipple, and the tenth, eleventh and twelfth did the same for my left. I shrieked in pain. Ryan had put these on quickly, without stopping to rub my breasts.
    “ Ryan,” I whimpered. It hurt. I wanted him to touch my pussy.
    “ Hush,” he said, one finger stroking my lips. “You are doing so well, Maya.” His fingers softly stroked my swollen and tender breasts. I winced in the anticipation of pain, but the pins just amplified the feeling, and his fingers felt hot on my clamped breasts. I moaned again.
    “I know, kitten,” he said softly. His fingers traced soft circles on my pussy, and I held very still. I didn’t want him to stop.
    He knelt in front of me again, inserting two fingers into my wet, wa iting pussy. His mouth was on my pussy, flicking my clitoris with his tongue, sucking it very gently into his mouth. I wanted to thrust my hips into his hands, but he’d done his job well; I couldn’t move my hips. I groaned helplessly. My arousal was building, and I was quickly approaching orgasm.
    Just as I approached the edge though, he stopped. “No!” I muttered. “Not fair!”
    Ryan grinned. “Life’s not always fair, Maya. Case in point.” He showed me the three clothespins in his hand. “I know it seems like you have plenty on already, and your breasts must be really sore, but we aren’t done here, are we?”
    I groaned, but nodded for him to continue. I was floating, I could feel the pain, yet somehow, I was outside of the pain. All I wanted to do was follow Ryan’s instructions.
    The three clothespins in his hand started the second ring of clothespins around my right nipple, three others completed the