Beneath the Whip
She bit her lower lip, contemplated and finally replied, “Uhm… Nipple clamps?”
“I see that you’ve done all your research,” I praised.
“That was the surprise?” Judy asked enthusiastically.
“You are going to love these, kitten.”
I leaned down, my lips closing around one nipple, teasing it with my tongue before releasing it with a soft pop. I moved to the other, repeating the motion, feeling it stiffen further under my touch.
Both were now standing at firm peaks, making it easier to proceed. Carefully, I hovered over the first, taking a moment to ensure it was aligned exactly where it needed to be.
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