Page 22 of Clawed
She groaned with frustration as her nipples duly ignored her plea, beading at his caresses and sparking the hedonism she rejected in her head.Just as she loved the gags, she’d always enjoyed her nipples being played with, and naturally, after so much time in his clutches before, Lawes was well aware.
“Beautiful.”His purr was appreciative as his attention flitted along her vulnerable body to the apex of her thighs.“Now, there’s only one more thing to remove.”
She didn’t have to be a detective to decipher his meaning.He wanted to expose her sex in the same way he’d bared her chest.To have her virtually naked gave him what he sought the most—total control over his victim.
He lowered by the side of her chair, rising to reveal a pair of scissors in his palm.That time, as the apparatus neared her flesh, there was less concern for her wellbeing and more anxiety about how she’d react.She was well aware of the types of sick games Lawes played for fun, and sadly, she had a good idea how her body might respond to his degradation.She wished she could only detest his touch, but strapped to his damn chair and powerless to prevent his will, she wondered how welcoming he’d find her pussy.
The arms of the scissors sliced either side of her delicate panties, permitting him to lift the remaining fabric between her bound legs and discard it.In a matter of seconds, she’d gone from almost fully dressed to virtually naked and absurdly defenseless.
Just the way he wants me.
“This needs to be removed.”He motioned to the soft hair between her legs, yanking it harshly.She winced at the sudden hurt, her brow creasing with disdain.She was already gagged and stripped, and now he thought to tell her what to do with her own body hair!Lawes was even more odious than she’d recalled, and after the trial and therapy, she thought she’d remembered it all.
“But we can get to that.”His gaze slid down the length of her body.“First, let’s see if your pussy remembers its master.”
What are you going to do?
She almost pushed the words around the enormous ball blocking her speech but paused, unwilling to offer him the satiation he likely desired.
“I know these tits do.”The corners of his mouth tugged upward as one hand returned to her chest and brushed over her breasts.“And I have a reward for their obedience.”
Time played its old tricks as he reached into his trouser pocket and produced a new item.Hannah recognized what it was immediately, her sex clenching as she eyed the two small, black clamps and the tiny metal chain that linked them.
Nipple clamps.
Her throat dried.He really had been paying attention when she’d chatted to Saul about her innermost yearnings.She’d mentioned clamps on more than one occasion.
“Exactly.”He smirked at whatever her face had inadvertently told him.“They’re not too severe, little girl.Just enough bite for you to relish them.”
‘Not too severe’ seemed to be another matter of opinion, but it appeared there was little choice but to accept his gift as the first of the two clamps neared her left nipple.
“Eeese.”
She didn’t know what she was begging him for as she watched him pull the minute claws apart and graze them over her tight buds.
Did she want him to stop?
Certainly, one facet of her did.She wanted to be up and out of the house, wanted to see Lawes thrown into a dark hole, but then there was that other warped aspect of her.That baser creature craved the pain and degradation that came from wearing his clamps, and it subdued the smarter woman with frightening ease.Hannah wrestled with the complex set of triggers, groaning as he slowly released the arms and allowed the clamp to snap back on her sensitive teat.
Fuck!
The ache was just as she recalled, a sharp and breathtaking sensation that muted as her clit began to pulse in unison.She dug her nails deeper into her palms as he pinched her other nipple and attached the remaining clamp.
Running his finger along the length of the chain connecting them, he grinned.“That should give you something to focus on while I get to work.”
“Od,” she panted, unable to express her dismay in any other way than the humiliating grunt around the gag.
“I know, I know.”He shook his head, his brown hair falling briefly into his eyes.“I’ve missed this too, but we need one more thing to make it perfect.”
He disappeared a third time, leaving her suspended in a state of sweet agony.Torn between the thrum of intensifying need at her clit and her understandable indignation at his treatment of her, she could only stare at her poor clamped nipples in his absence.
“And voila!”His grin was devilish as he returned, brandishing what looked like an industrial-sized sex toy.“This will help to get you in the mood.”
“Oo.”Eyes wide with shock, she had no choice as he flicked on the giant vibrating plastic toy and lowered it between her thighs.
“No need to thank me now.”If it was possible, his fucking grin widened as the head of the vibrator skimmed her needy clit, and she let out another guttural moan.“I have time scheduled for that later.”
Hannah was barely listening to his cocky tone anymore, the burst of sensation between her legs ensuring all of her focus was on the plastic sparking the welcome stimulation.
