Reblog/addition to https://jackbenny76.bdsmlr.com/post/686707789
She held back her reply, as it was her mouth that got her in trouble once already.
But she wanted to tell him that the clamps were only making it worse.
She wanted and needed and ached even more now. She knew when he pulled her from the floor, there would be a wet spot, or maybe even a puddle, to mark her spot.
She uncontrollably gasped when he gave the chain a tug and she shuddered. Her reaction spurred him on to do it again. Then again.
"Please," she sputtered, the next words battling for dominance in her foggy brain and she couldn't figure which ones to say.
"Come, come, come," her mind chanted and her clit became rigid in anticipation.
The method of removal distracted her, when he tightened his grip on the chain to allow them to slow stretch and pinch her gloriously tender, punished nipples. Her tits elongated and strained and she released a loud cry when he snapped his wrist and the clamps detached.
The pain increased when he slapped her nipples then used them as handles to help her stand. He glanced at the floor in disgust before plunging his fingers into her sodden cunt.
"It's getting more difficult to teach you a lesson, my dear," he admonished her before quickly bringing her to a hard edge. Her knees nearly buckled when he slapped her inner thighs then forced her mouth open so she could slurp his fingers clean.
"A few weeks in the belt should help remind you of your place," he said, while he wiped his wet fingers on her face to dry them.
"Lick up your mess while I retrieve the belt. Once it's on, you can put your mouth to work pleasing me rather than using it to beg for an orgasm, silly girl."