Professor Dearest
she says laughing sadly.
Rolling my eyes I kiss her on the cheeks, muttering, well, baby girl, Matteo has his on style of punishment, and that involves nipple clamps for punishment.” I confess feeling how taut my nipples are.
Charlie’s expression is mixed with horror and a splash of lust. “Charlie! No! There was no pleasure involved in that. I only derived pain and I screamed a lot from how he wouldn’t let me utilize my safe word. It was scary. And yet, I don’t know how I didn’t break and tell him what he wanted to know,” I open up, my eyes begging for Charlie to understand why I am doing this.