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said.
    “They’re fine, Sir.”
    “I should have said replace them. I want clovers that will stay on, even if I pull on them.”
    “Ah… These are fine, Sir. In fact, I’ve grown quite fond of them.”
    “As I’ve mentioned, that’s not a decision you get to make.” He lowered himself onto the bed next to her and gently plumped her right breast. “This may hurt, but I’ll try to mitigate it.”
    She nodded.
    He continued to hold the flesh as he released the clamp. Immediately he replaced the plastic with his mouth. He laved her mistreated flesh with his tongue, helping to stimulate her as the blood flow resumed. She’d arched, but she settled against the sheets again.
    “That wasn’t as bad as I expected, Sir,” she said. “Thank you.”
    He slowly released his hold on her breast. “I do like it when you’re respectful.”
    She stuck out her tongue then offered a quick explanation, “My lips are dry, Sir.”
    “Maybe I won’t let you come at all.”
    “Ah…”
    “And maybe I’ll ejaculate all over your breasts while you watch. Then I’ll fall asleep.”
    “You really do have a sadistic streak, Sir.”
    “Little sub, you haven’t even begun to suspect the depths of my desire to torment you.”
    She shuddered.
    “But you’ll find out.”
    “Should I be scared, Sir?”
    “Very.” He captured her right hand and moved it to the apex of her thighs. Without warning, he removed the second clamp. He used his mouth to soothe her there, too.
    “If that’s the treatment I get after you clamp me, feel free to do it anytime.”
    “My pleasure.” And it was. He loved the feminine taste of her and the way her nipple lengthened as he sucked. He used his tongue to press it against the roof of his mouth then gently bit her as he released it.
    “Wow, Sir.”
    “I may play with your breasts for hours.”
    “At this point, I wouldn’t say no.”
    “I’m going to clamp you again,” he said. He raised an eyebrow, waiting for a response.
    “Yes, Sir.”
    “Such an obedient little sub.”
    She opened her mouth, but he placed a finger across her lips to silence what he knew would be her objection. After she nodded, he removed his finger. “Don’t move,” he instructed.
    He stood and crossed to the leather-covered storage bench at the foot of the bed. He removed a box that had been buried under a comforter. Careful to stay in her sight, he placed the box on a nightstand. He pulled out several pairs of clamps, some scarves, a small bottle of lube and a couple of lengths of sturdy rope.
    “Do you have condoms there?” she asked. “Otherwise, my purse is downstairs.”
    He looked at her. With her eyes wide, mouth softly parted, naked body and reddened breasts, she was beautiful. “You want to fuck?” he asked, his chest constricting. There was nothing he wanted more.
    “I want you in me, Sir. Yes.”
    Suddenly he had difficulty remembering what he was doing. The idea of burying himself balls deep in her pussy scrambled his brains.
    He forced himself to think about her. His needs could and would wait. He’d promised her several orgasms, and that was his priority.
    She kept her gaze fixed on him as he selected a pair of Japanese clover clamps. For a moment, he allowed the chain to dangle from his index finger.
    “Yes,” she said.
    His cock grew incredibly harder.
    He returned to her and sucked on each of her nipples before attaching the rubber-tipped metal clamps.
    She lifted her butt off the bed. “It burns, Sir.”
    “Use your safe word or slow word, or settle down.” He stroked between her legs, making her wet again. Within moments, she responded to his touch. He delighted in learning all her nuances.
    “Ah…”
    He took the chain in hand and gave a gentle tug.
    “Damn!”
    He slid a finger inside her. “Damn is right, little sub. I think you’re turned on.” He released the chain before removing his finger. “Turn over and put your forehead on the mattress. Extend your hands so they