Page 25 of Lukas

He turned her body around so she was facing the bed and laid the items he’d taken out of drawer on it so she could see all three.

“But you’re not going to safe word tonight, Reina. You are going to take everything that I give you. You’re going to cry and you’re going to scream and you’re going to beg.” He walked around so he was standing behind her and moved her hair away from her shoulder so he could bite that tender place where it joined with her neck. He heard her gasp and go up on her toes as he added a little more pressure to the bite. “And you’re going to come. Over and over until you don’t even recognize your own body.”

No more talk. The only way to prove it to her was to show her, to get her out of her own head.

He walked around her and sat on the edge of the bed. Pulling her over to him, he began playing with her nipples again, pulling on them, before leaning her over one arm so he could suck on them.

“L-Lukas.”

“What, princess?”

“I don’t know the rules. Can I touch you?”

He sucked hard on her breast, causing her to moan and arch towards him, before answering. “You will always ask for permission first, but right now, yes, you can touch me.”

Her fingers immediately wrapped themselves in his hair, holding him closer. He reached for the clamps he’d laid next to him on the bed. Just like the ones he’d sent to her, these could be manually tightened so he could get just the right amount of pressure.

After one last hard suck on her breast—he could gladly play with them for hours—he placed the clamp over one pert nipple, watching her face as he tightened it. Her chocolate brown eyes flew open as it began to press, then pinch.

“Oh God.” Her breath was coming out in little pants. Pain, yes, but also pleasure, he could tell. He tightened the clamp a little more. “It hurts.”

“That’s right, baby, but it’s a good hurt, isn’t it?” His fingers left her breast as moved down to slide inside her slick folds. Her hips immediately rose up to meet him. “You’re wet, princess.”

He reached back up and gave the clamp another small twist, smiling as a shuddery breath left her mouth.

“Now the other,” he whispered, unable to stop himself from kissing her in the midst of her gasp. He expected her to protest, but her fingers just dug deeper into his hair.

He repeated the process with the other nipple, kissing the long moan that fell out of her mouth as he gave the clamp its last turn.

He stood her up so that she was in front of him and gently pulled on the chain that attached the two clamps. She gave a little wail.

“Now that right there is fucking sexy.” He dropped the chain and trailed his finger down her belly, until he reached her pussy. “You’re doing so well with those nipple clamps, maybe we’ll try a clit clamp sometime.”

Just the thought had him hard as a rock. He would make sure he was buried deep in her ass when he removed the clit clamp, and prepare himself for the ride as she bucked and screamed as blood rushed back to that bundle of nerves.

He had no doubt they’d both come harder than they ever had before.

It was something they’d have to work up to, of course, but he also had no doubt they’d be playing together for a long time. Not something he’d ever thought about with any woman before. He’d never been interested in more than a few nights.

He was hardly even going to know little Reina in a few nights.

He tugged again on the chain between the clamps. Her eyes were already a little glazed, but not nearly enough to get her where he wanted her: completely out of her mind.

“Now bend over the bed, princess, legs spread. I want you to keep your hands next to your head on the mattress. If you move them, I’m going to tie them behind your back.”

“Bu-but…”

Too much time to think would not make this any easier on her. He needed to blast through all the thoughts trying to crowd her mind.

“Right now, Reina.”

Just like she had in his office, she responded to the dominant tone. She folded herself over the foot of the bed, gasping as her sensitive nipples touched the fabric.

“Spread your legs.”

She was breathing hard again but did as he instructed, resting her hands by her head that she’d turned sideways so she could try to see what was happening behind her.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” He trailed a finger from her neck all the way down her spine through the crack of her ass, then reached out to grab the firm part of her buttocks—that beautifully tender spot where the top of the thigh met her ass—and squeezed, his thumbs reaching around to the very edges her pussy.

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