Miss Rachel Nipple Rings Novels & Stories

Sally protested but Rachel leant close to whisper in her ear. "Go on, Sally. You've never had it up your butt before have you? But you must be curious. Now's your opportunity to try it out. He's not big so it won't hurt," she said. "And I'll lick your bum, like you did for me with Lenny -- do you remember? You'll love it. Go on. Try it for me," she argued smoothly. "Rachel. I'm really not sure I want to..." Sally started to say but Rachel pinched her nipples and kissed her hard before pulling her down on top of herself, with their mouths positioned at each others' cunts.

The bra was so transparent that he could see her nipples staring in his face. Sameeksha lowered one of the straps of her bra and pushed Marcellus onto the bed. “Move,” said Renata and shoved Sameeksha to the side. She jumped over Marcellus and lifted her hands above her head. “Take off my clothes, handsome.” “With pleasure!” smiled Marcellus and lifted Renata’s t-shirt above her head, revealing her stripy bra. Every strap was strategically placed to cover her nipples. “Oh, god! You girls are hot,” he said, grabbed every single strip of her bra and ripped her clothes apart. He was dying to see her hot body. She was sitting over him naked, in her shorts.

I was keeping her off balance. "What, Master?" "Some slave jewelry, which will go well with your piercings," I replied. I pulled out a chain, marked Rhonda. They were made to each of their heights, so I'd had to label them. It was a simple gold chain in the shape of a Y. It had a small clasp which clipped to each of their nipple hoops, and going down to a clasp fastening to their labial piercing. Lisa's was the same, but in the case of Julia, since she had no nipple piercings yet, an ornamental bell which depended from her slave badge and chimed as it tugged upon her labia piercing, much as Cindy's had. The other item for Julia, a couple of small gold balls which I could fasten to the clitor

sound I had heard earlier. We all got down on the floor, scanning it inch by inch. But the smooth surface of the floor was completely bare. There was nothing. As disappointment sank in, I glanced up and my heart stopped. Rachel was wearing a ring on her finger. I recognized it instantly. It was the same ring I’d seen in Trevor’s desk drawer earlier.

The ache from weeks of denial roared back to life in an instant. As they lay tangled together, sharing sleepy fragments of their dreams, Racheal continued to play with the swollen nipple. She stroked it, pinched it lightly, then rolled the tender bud between her fingers, tugging and twisting with deliberate care. Susan’s nipple hardened instantly under the attention, the bruising making every brush of skin feel electric..sharp little shocks of pain melting into throbbing pleasure that pulsed downward, straight to her clit.

My body rocked with the force, tits jiggling, hands clawing at the pillows. More seniors joined the fray, turning it into a full gangbang blur. Rachel, the busty one with curves for days and long wavy hair, knelt beside me first. Her strap-on was pink and ridged, but she didn't use it right away. Instead, she grabbed my hand, guiding my fingers to her shaved pussy. It was dripping, lips swollen and hot.

I am mesmerized by her full breasts sporting wide areolas and thick, protruding nipples. "Gonna show me what your tongue can do, Brandon?" she asks. "Yes, but first things first," I answer as I close my mouth around her closest nipple. "Mmm yeah," she says, cuddling my head against her chest. I suck her thick nipple into my mouth as I squeeze her other breast. Her breasts are larger than Lauren's but just as firm. "I didn't say you could suck my tits," Rachel says almost indignantly, interrupting my enjoyment. "What?" I ask, pulling my head up to see her smiling face and twinkling eyes. She is such a tease!

No way was I walking around this man’s kitchen with my ass one wrong move from a wardrobe malfunction. Curious now, I dug into the tote for Rachel’s backup outfit. “Oh hell no.” It was microscopic. Sheer black mesh with two satin ribbon X’s where my nipples would be, a frilly ruffle skirt that looked like a napkin, and an attached thong that could double as dental floss. I held it up by the hanger and narrowed my eyes like she might be watching me through a hidden camera. “Rachel. I’m going to murder you.”

Her face was filled with contempt. So, that was it. She saw herself as someone worthy of climbing higher and had worked so hard to ruin my wedding for that delusion. I stepped forward, grabbed the necklace hanging at her collarbone, and pulled off my ring. "The ring I designed personally? I don't think it suits you." "That was a gift from Mr. Stone!" Rachel's face changed as she reached for it, but I dodged her hand. I tossed the necklace and the ring into the trash can beside me.

“Being a sub doesn’t make you weak. I’ve seen your strength. In the classroom. With business. At the club. Don’t start to question yourself now.” He pulled her across the table and kissed her forehead. “Now, if memory serves me right, you have a birthday coming up.” Joshua smiled at her as he sat back down. With his foot, he pushed the chair with the gift bags towards her. “You might want to wait on opening the bags. They’re from the parents. But this is from me.” He handed her an RNR Design black box. Inside were several different sets of nipple rings and matching clit rings. Silver, gold, titanium. Shields, bars, rings, horseshoes. There were even attachments; chains, charms and small vibr