“Not today though,” he continued. “Today you’re too distracted by that big plug in your ass, so I think we’ll just stick with some clamps.”

She didn’t know if she was relieved or disappointed. He had a point after all. With so much of her focus on the massive plug, she wouldn’t be able to focus or fully appreciate any kind of attention elsewhere. Everything was going to end up blending together in a delightful symphony of pain, unless he wanted to focus exclusively on her ass this evening.

Which she wouldn’t have a problem with.

Although her nipples were now throbbing in anticipation of being clamped. The pair he pulled from his pocket were rubber tipped with adjustable tension. Ellie could see they’d been loosened somewhat, to diminish the harshness. He pinched her right nipple and her lips opened on a moan as she arched her breasts towards him at the pleasurable pressure.

That moan deepened as the clamp bit down on her nipple. The slight burn felt good, but not nearly as rough as she wanted. Then Michael fiddled with it and Ellie felt the clamp squeeze tighter, making her whimper as he turned the tension on the spring up.

“Ow... ow...”

“Tight enough?” he asked, a wicked glint in his eye.

Ellie’s nipple throbbed painfully. “Yes.”

She let out her breath on a hiss as he gave the screw on the clamp another little turn, tightening it even further.

Sadist. She should have known.

Her other nipple received the same treatment, exactly the same amount of turns, this time without asking her if it was tight enough. The twin points of throbbing pain on her chest made an erotic counterpoint to the occasional spasms of her full ass and empty pussy.

“Spread your legs, Ellie.” The command made her pussy quiver. The pain now radiating from her nipples as well as her ass had her dripping again. It was slow torment, because she knew Michael wasn’t anywhere near done torturing her either, considering he still hadn’t delivered her promised beating. He had the look of a sadist who was enjoying toying with his prey, wanting to torture all of her sensitive bits before finally rewarding her with a pain-edged orgasm.

Even though her legs were already somewhat spread, it took a little bit of finagling to widen her thighs further with the huge plug inhibiting some of her movements. Ellie whimpered as she rocked back, not sure if she was doing so because of discomfort or pleasure. Discomfort didn’t arouse her masochistic side the way actual pain did, but suffering through the discomfort for her Dom’s pleasure certainly appealed to her submissive side... and with such a large plug in her ass making her feel more submissive than ever, her head space was a riot of desire and excitement.