“Um … yes, Master. I mean … no, Master. It was a question, right? So I can answer?”

He continued smiling. “You think it would hurt, right?”

He wrapped his hands around her waist and drew her forward. Sliding one arm around her waist, he stroked her breast with his other hand, then leaned forward to take the nipple into his mouth. The feel of the hard nub against his tongue, the pebbly aureola against his lips, sent heat thrumming through him. He swirled his tongue around her nipple, then sucked lightly. As she relaxed in his arms, he gripped her nub between his teeth and closed gently. She stiffened, but he held her close and sucked, then nipped again. She moaned.

“It wouldn’t hurt any more than nipple clamps. You’d like to try those, wouldn’t you?” He teased her nipple with his teeth and nipped again.

“Um … yes, Master.” Although she seemed to enjoy his teasing, she didn’t look convinced.

“Bring my black bag,” Ty said. “It’s by the door.”

She walked to the door and lifted his black duffel bag and carried it to him. He unzipped the top and pulled out a gift-wrapped box and handed it to her. She smiled and pulled off the black metallic bow, then unwrapped the crimson paper. She opened the gift box and stared at the leather collar sitting nestled in red tissue paper. From the D-ring on the front of the collar hung two chains, each with a tweezer-style nipple clamp with black rubber tips.

He held out his hand and she gave him the box.

“Turn around and lift your hair.”

“Yes, Master.”

/> She turned her back to him, then lifted her silky, shoulder-length hair out of the way so he could fasten the collar around her neck.

“Now face me.”

“Yes, Master.”

He admired the thick collar around her neck, the clamps dangling on the ends of the chains. He lifted one clip, which was about two inches long, and positioned the curved, rubber-tipped end around her nipple, then slid the small ring along the clip toward the nipple to force the arms together to hold the clip in place. Later, if he wanted to increase the pressure, he could simply slide the ring closer to the nipple. Right now he set it at such a light pressure she could keep them on indefinitely. Tighter and he’d have to take them off within twenty minutes or so.

Seeing the long, slender metal clip with the black rubber tips gripping her erect nipple sent blood flooding to his groin. He attached the other nipple clip, then sat back and smiled. The clips hung straight down from her nipples, the chains draping below her breasts then curving back up to meet at the ring on her collar.

Delightful.

“Are they tight enough?” he asked.

Her eyes widened slightly.

“Yes, Master.”

“Good. Now, go get two beers from the kitchen and bring them back to us.”

Ty watched her walk toward the kitchen, her lovely, naked ass swaying as she moved. He glanced at Zeke, who also watched her. A moment later, she returned with two frosty glass mugs full of beer. She handed one to Zeke then crossed the room toward Ty and handed him the second one.

He dipped his finger in the cool liquid and stroked his finger over her distended nipple, then he leaned forward and licked it.

“Mmm. Delicious. Zeke, bring over the other gift.”

Zeke pulled a shoe box from his bag and opened the top, then walked to the couch where Ty sat, Marie facing him. Ty took the box and held it toward Marie.

“Put these on.”

She took one shoe out and stared at the five-inch heel dubiously, then leaned over and slipped her foot into it. Zeke admired her backside as she fastened the strap around her ankle. She took the other shoe and slipped it on, too. When she stood up again, a little wobbly, she stood a lot taller, her legs looking incredibly long and sexy.

“Zeke, grab the stool by the wall.”

Zeke nodded and retrieved the wooden stool Ty pointed to, then brought it to Marie. When she sat down on it, facing Zeke, the high heels forced her knees higher than her hips. Zeke grabbed four leather straps with metal rings from his bag and set them on the couch beside him. He leaned down and wrapped one around her ankle, then grabbed the clip on the end of the short chain attached to one leg of the stool and attached it to the ring. He did the same with the other ankle, forcing her legs apart, giving him a lovely view of her pussy.

“Hold out your arms.”

“Yes, Master.”

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