alone.”
“I see.” Max just sat on the bed and stared at her. “Ella, that is twice you have spoken disrespectfully to me. As your Master, I will not tolerate it.” He didn’t raise his voice, but kept it low and commanding. It couldn’t have sounded more chilling. “You have forced me to take matters into my own hand. I had hoped you would come to your senses. Let me explain in unambiguous terms. You will see Hans Lindquist, once a week for a whole month.” His voice strongly emphasized the first two words, letting her know who was in charge. “It will do you good to talk it through.”
Ella decided to be a little less confrontational. As the submissive in the relationship, she really should be more careful about how she spoke to Max. After all, she’d already tasted his discipline once, and she knew there would be more to come if she acted disrespectfully toward him again. “Thank you. I’m sorry for snapping, Master.” By using his formal title she hoped to appeal to his better nature.
“Good, and just so you’re aware of what you’ve done, I have something for you. Hopefully, it’ll serve to correct your sassy tongue.” He reached into his bedside drawer and retrieved an intricate piece of gold jewelry. On closer inspection, it comprised of an ornate center section with three long lengths of chain hanging from it. On the end of each of the lengths was attached an adjustable gold clip. “You will wear this under your dress,” he instructed her. “Only you and I will know it’s there. Just straddle me for a minute, and I’ll put it on for you.”
Ella did as he commanded. It didn’t look like he was punishing her, and she was only too happy to receive another piece of jewelry. Her delight was short-lived when Max held up the delicate piece. “These clamps”—he opened and closed them with an index finger and thumb—“apply just the right amount of pressure on your erogenous zones.” He attached a clamp to her nipple and she bit her bottom lip, unable to decide if it was pain or pleasure that she felt. “This sensual jewelry will make you more aware of your sexuality,” Max stated as he opened a second clip, and then secured it to her other nipple. The delicate chain joining them together swung loosely between them. A third length of chain dangled freely between her breasts. Occasionally it came into contact with her stomach, which undulated with her increased breathing. A warm sensation began to flow directly to her p*ssy
.
Max held up the remaining clip. “Can you guess where this one goes, baby?” His silver-gray eyes searched hers as she tried to figure out his next move. Then it slowly dawned on her. Realization must have showed on her face, because he said, “Poor, baby, she’s gonna feel so horny. I just hope her Master gives her some release later in the day.” He then squeezed her clit between the finger and thumb of one hand, before attaching the final clip to her sensitive nub.
Ella gasped. Her clit felt so sensitized, with the combination of pleasure and pain. Every time she moved, the clips pulled on her aroused nipples and vaginal pearl, only increasing the intensity of sexual feeling coursing through her. It was highly erotic, having three erogenous zones stimulated at the same time.
“This is one of my favorite ways of bringing naughty girls into line. In the past, all of my subs have found the mixing of pleasure and pain most exquisite.” Max tugged on the chain, pulling her against his body.
“Max, please. It feels so good, but I know you’re taunting me.” She lay along the length of his body, feeling intensely sexual, but fully aware that he wouldn’t allow her to have an orgasm without his permission. She figured he liked tormenting her. It was what turned him on.
Me and my sassy tongue. It’s always getting me into trouble.
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Two hours later