"FILLED IN BOTH"
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“You c*m so beautifully,” he murmured, voice low and rough. “But we’re only getting started.”
He slowly pulled out, leaving me empty and aching. I whimpered at the loss, my body still twitching.
He moved to the side table and picked up several items with deliberate care. My eyes widened as he brought them over.
First, a pair of silver n****e clamps with delicate chains. Then a thick black vibrator. A leather spreader bar. And finally, a sleek riding crop.
“Eyes on me,” he ordered as he attached the first clamp to my left n****e.
“Ahh—!” I gasped sharply at the intense pinch. He tightened it slowly, watching my face intently, then did the same to the right n****e. The sharp, constant pressure made my breasts feel heavy and sensitive.
“Beautiful,” he said, gi
