Nipple Torture Gif Novels & Stories

He unhooked my bra making my breasts fly free. “Fuck,” he whispered underneath his breath. He brought his head slowly towards my nipple, then began to blow hot breaths on it. My bottom lip found its way between my teeth again. After the torture, he finally placed his mouth on them. Another moan escaped from my throat. He began to flick it with his tongue, while squeezing my other breast with his hand. He moved to the other nipple, while his hands fell down to my ass. He squeezed them, then gave it a smack that jolted through the room.

As my eyes fluttered open, I felt a warm, wet sensation on my breast. I groaned softly as I saw Shraf, his mouth engulfing one of my nipples. I let out a soft moan as his tongue danced around the sensitive flesh. I couldn't help but feel a rush of pleasure as his lips moved from one breast to the other, leaving behind a trail of hickeys.

I writhed on the bed like a snake as sweet pleasure coursed through my nerves as Xavier played with my sensitive nipples. The fact that it was being played by a man increased the sensation. And then my moans were replaced by a Yelp of pain as Xavier pinched both my nipples between his fingers. I opened my eyes to find him pulling my nipples towards him as his fingers clamped tightly on them. It was painful, yet so sweet. My moans were a mixture of pain and pleasure as I enjoyed the sweet torture. Xavier continued to pull on my nipples and when I complained, he stopped and started to tug on them with so much force I thought he was going to rip them out.

greeting to show that I was paying attention. Suddenly, he sat himself upright and focused his incredibly ravenous eyes on me as he stared at me while he was staring at me. I emitted a noticeable gulp when he reached forward and pinched my nipple between his thumb and index finger. The feeling was very similar to that of receiving an electric shock that went all the way through my body. It felt like someone was roughly twisting my nipples, and I let out a loud scream.

Maybe all of us were excited. Mr Raphael picked up a nipple clamp, the metal glistening beneath dull light. He fixed it on her nipples and she let out a sound—half a moan and half a wince—like it had sent a mixture of pain and pleasure from her nipples to her pussy. Her eyes bulged like she was about to scream into the gag from the pain in her nipples. Mr. Raphael stroked her hair. “Easy the pain would go away,” he said, his voice calm and soothing like he was hypnotizing her. “Just relax and accept it.”

I shivered as I felt his tongue on my neck. I threw my head back in pleasure as he took one of my breasts in his mouth. He had this thing he always did to my nipples. He always grazed them as if he was chewing a marshmallow. I scratched his back hard as he grazed my nipples between his teeth. He teased my nipple with his tongue then sucked it hard. He moved towards the other breast, repeating his torture on the other breast.

She ran her hand over my right breast, circling my nipple and watching it harden. "Do you think I'm the first one to touch them?" She played with my erect nipple. I couldn't help but feel a little thrill go through me. Her second hand joined the first and started tweaking my other nipple too. I think I let out a small gasp. As if she had been waiting for it she squeezed my nipples hard and twisted them. I shrieked and jerked, the renewed pain on my scalp fighting for attention from my sore, tormented nipples.

"Only good little sluts get to come" "I will be, I promise." I will say anything he wants at this point. "I don't know if I can trust you. Maybe if you're silent for this next part, you can have my cock" He pulls my nipple and pinches it. His nails begin to dig into either side of my nipple. Waves of pain and pleasure ripple through me. He uses both his hands to pull my nipples and squeeze my breasts. I try my best to remain silent as he tries to torture a sound out of me. He teases my clip with his tongue. Swirling, wrapping and rolling my sensitive bud. Circling my entrance and then quickly plunging his

The stretch is perfect, the fullness exactly what I need – He stops. Holds there. Doesn’t move. "Please – ” I’m crying freely now. “Please, I’ll do anything – please move – ” The shorter one appears with the wand again. Touches it to my nipple. ZAP. The shock makes my whole body clench – including my pussy around the tall one’s cock. The sensation of tightening around him, combined with the electrical stimulation to my nipple, sends me hurtling toward the edge. “Close,” the tall one observes, feeling me squeeze him. “She’s so close.”

Most were shirtless or simply covered their nipples with X’s made of black tape. One woman wearing a purple bustier that brimmed with her large breasts, stroked the belly of another with a soft leather whip. She dragged the black leather ribbons across the woman’s skin then alternately flicked it. The recipient arched her back over a chair, and appeared to enormously enjoy the beating, though her flesh had turned bright red. The pair conjured images of the bondage websites I’d seen, and heat grew between my legs. I fingered the diamond collar around my neck.