Mr. Ryan
His were dark with a hungry and wild gleam.
My nipples were swollen, and I felt even more exposed with my arms restrained.
After discarding the gloves, he used one hand to glide his fingertips over one of my nipples.
I closed my eyes, biting my lip to endure the sensation that the simple touch caused me, but it quickly faded.
Moving away again, he returned seconds later with what I identified as nipple clamps in his hands.
I already knew the sensation they provoked, and it made my body tingle with anticipation. Approaching me, he attached the small metal chain from the clamps to the ring on my collar.
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