Page 75 of On His Terms
“Please, Sir, clamp my nipples as hard as you want.”
Her response was even better than he’d expected. Well done.
Bending, he pinched the rosy tips, making her wince. When he tugged hard, she moaned but didn’t protest.
“Thank you, Sir,” she said when he released her and she could draw a full breath.
“These are Japanese clovers,” he told her, reaching for the set on the mantel. A sturdy chain ran between the silver metal clamps, and he draped it over his index finger.
Crouching in front of her, he dangled them in front of her face so they filled her vision. “I’ve selected a fairly vicious pair.”
Her spine stiffened.
“If you learn with these, others will be very easy to tolerate.”
“Anything you say, Sir.”
So perfect. “Ready?”
“If you think I am.”
He squeezed her left nipple hard, then closed a clamp over it.
“Jesus, Sir!”
“I take it that hurts.”
“Holy shit.” Gasping, she glared.
“If it’s unbearable, use your safe word.” He stroked her cheek, and she turned her head, seeking comfort in an instinctive, submissive move. “There’s no heroics in toughing out something you can’t manage. A safe word isn’t shameful—it’s a powerful tool, and you’ve already shown you don’t use it every day.”
Slowly she nodded.
“No true Dominant expects you to go through something physically or emotionally hurtful to you.” He paused. “Understand?”
“Thank you, Sir. Yes.”
“But if you’re being stubborn, you need to figure out how to change your attitude and compartmentalize the pain.”
She breathed in. Despite her obvious discomfort and the obvious fact that she didn’t like this, Chelsea continued to hold her breasts for his torture. She was not just learning the art of submission, she was excelling at it. “Good girl.”
At his words, she exhaled a shaky breath.
More than any other woman he’d been with, she responded the most favorably to his approval. A few simple words from him worked magic.
How different she was from Liz. Chelsea did get off on spankings, but she didn’t obsess about them, which made it a pleasure to give them to her. “In preparation for the second, pinch your other nipple.”
“Sir is an absolute…” She trailed off.
“Good thing you didn’t finish that sentence,” he said into the silence, suppressing a grin. “Though you’ve given me reason enough to correct you, and I’ll enjoy doing so.”
She stuck out her lower lip.
At her antics, he actually laughed. “And you’ll receive extra for that feeble attempt to manipulate me.”
“I…” She sighed. “I apologize.”
“Please don’t. It’s been some time since you felt my wrath. I’m looking forward to unleashing it. Now do as you were told.” He looked at her and waited for her reaction. Though she blinked several times, she said nothing, so he gave the chain a fast yank.