Finally, Yvonne produced a small velvet pouch from the drawer. She reached inside it, pulling out a long, thin silver chain. At the ends of the chain were two small silver clips. Each clip had a string of red rubies with small diamonds in between dangling from it. Each clip had a large ruby dangling from it like a teardrop.

Yvonne dangled the chain from her finger. “I had them made just for you. I thought it was time I bought my wife some jewelry.”

Were those nipple clamps? Ruby stared at them, her lips parting slightly. Yvonne’s twisted sense of humor aside, Ruby had to admit that they were beautiful. The silver chain was fine and delicate, and Ruby had no doubt that the gemstones were real.

Yvonne brushed Ruby’s hair behind her shoulders, out of the way of her breasts. “I’ll put them on.”

Yvonne took Ruby’s pebbled nipple in her fingertips, attaching a clamp to it. She turned a knob on the side so that the clamp squeezed tighter, making Ruby’s nipple tingle and burn. Ruby sucked in a breath. The clamps were deceptive in their delicateness, the weight of the jewels hanging from them tugging at her nipple. By the time Yvonne finished attaching the other clamp, that tingling she felt had traveled all the way down to where Ruby’s thighs met.

Yvonne drew back, admiring her handiwork. “Don’t you look delectable?”

She gave the chain hanging from Ruby’s chest a gentle pull. Ruby gasped, a shock wave of pleasure going through her.

“Now, where were we?” Yvonne took a few stray pillows and arranged them at her back, reclining against them. She slid her hands down to her waist and peeled her panties down her legs before parting her thighs. “Go on. Prove to me that you deserve to be released from your punishment.”

Without hesitation, Ruby crawled between Yvonne’s legs, gliding a hand up the inside of Yvonne’s thigh. She wanted to savor the moment, to take things slow and explore every inch of the other woman’s body, but she was dying to come herself. Yvonne had kept her on edge for so long, and Ruby ached for her. Only she could give Ruby what she needed.

But first, Ruby had to give her Mistress what she needed.

Ruby buried herself between Yvonne’s thighs, her head filling with the other woman’s sweet scent, her lips grazing the soft hair that covered Yvonne’s nether lips. Ruby slipped her tongue between them, relishing the woman’s silky heat.

A murmur rose from Yvonne’s chest. “Yes. Show me how much you’ve missed your Mistress’s touch.”

Ruby drew her tongue up to Yvonne’s clit and painted soft spirals around it. A deep sigh fell from Yvonne’s lips, invigorating Ruby. She grabbed onto the sides of Yvonne’s hips to anchor herself. The motion caused the heavy jewels dangling from the nipple clamps to swing, sending a bolt of pleasure through her. The moan Ruby let out was muffled by her Mistress’s thighs.