Memoires of a Dom Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

Memoires of a Dom Ch. 02

... stop when I notice that she's been eyeing them the whole time. "Do you like these nipple clamps, Emma?" I ask, smirking. She looks me in the eye "I'm a little scared for them, actually. I... I've got very sensitive nipples.and I'm afraid they're going to hurt." She confesses.

My smirk hasn't left my face when I answer her. "Ohh none of that, my white dove. You shouldn't fear if something is going to hurt." I pause to accentuate my point. "You should just accept the pain when it comes and be joyful, knowing it gives me pleasure to torment you every bit." I answer while I start placing the first clover clamp on her nipple.

Emma's face contorts in pain for a second as the first one goes on. A wailing sound escapes her mouth. I play with her clamped nipple for a second or two, just to let her know she has no choice, other than accepting it. "I thought you liked it when someone plays with your nipple?" I ask mischievously as I pinch her other nipple to prepare it for what's to come.

"I... I do... Sir. It just h...hurts a bit, is all." She admits as I grin at her naked submission. I take some ten seconds to wait for her anticipation to rise, before I place the other clamp on her hardened other nipple. When I do, a soft mewling sound escapes her throat again.

The initial pain subsides visibly off her contorted face after just a second or so. When she comes down from it, I continue. "Now that wasn't so bad, was it?" I asked, smiling. "No sir. Thank you sir." She answers, ...

... lying to me a bit most likely.

"Now, can you raise your ass and lower your tits to the ground. I want to hear your pussy gasp for air as I inspect it. Perhaps this little introduction has already made you wet for me..." I command her as I walk over to a metal shelf to pick up some gear.

"Can you please tell me, Emma, what did you like most about our last encounter?" I ask her offhandedly as I search for the right toy and lube that I can use on her next. "Sir, I liked being submissive the most. But I specifically remembered the feeling of the small vibrator up my ass when you fucked me doggystyle, sir." She tells in a young girls voice.

"Is that so? Ah yes, I remember now. We discussed that." I turn my head to let her know this interests me. Greatly. "And tell me also Emma. Did you masturbate at home, thinking about that afterwards? How I made you cum?" I smile. Of course she did. But I want to hear her say it. I want her to admit that she masturbated to our playing.

"I... I did sir." She admits. I walk over to her swiftly and grab her hair and pull her ear to my mouth. "How often did you masturbate to that, Emma?" I ask in a strained voice. Her face is beet red now, mortified to answer truthfully. "A ... A lot of times, sir. I uh.. dunno. Maybe everyday since." I nod silently at her answer.

"And when you masturbate about our fucking, do you also fantasize perhaps that I put something bigger up your ass, Emma?" I continue. "Do you fantasize about me widening you ...