Page 17 of Caught By Menace

Were they? She didn’t know. She just knew that the clamp squeezing her nipple felt so strange. Not bad, exactly, but really weird. “No.”

“All right. Let’s try the other one.” He adjusted the tension before placing it around her right nipple. “How’s that?”

She made a face. “Okay.”

“Okay good? Okay bad?”

“Okay good? Maybe?”

He laughed. “Well you’re not trying to whack me upside the head and you’re not screamingblue, so I think we’re all right.”

Naya hissed when Menace grabbed the chain between the two clamps and pulled it taut. The tug on her nipples sent a bright flash of discomfort arcing through her chest. He squeezed the large ring dangling from the front of her white collar. There was some kind of opening mechanism in the hoop, because he was able to loop the nipple clamp chain onto the loop and closeit. The new tension on the chain accentuated the tugging pull of the clamps around her nipples.

Menace kissed the tip of her nose and then her mouth. He massaged her breasts in his huge hands. Her nipples throbbed but it wasn’t painful. She felt more aware of her breasts than ever. Goose bumps prickled her skin. Menace playfully flicked the clamps and made her gasp.

After a deep, lingering kiss, Menace made his way slowly down her body again, kissing here and teasingly biting there until he was on his knees at the edge of the couch. He grasped her thighs and pushed them wide apart. She gulped at the realization her pussy was on full display now.

“Put your feet here.” He pressed them into place, bending her knees and opening her thighs even wider. “That’s it, Naya. Just like that.”

Her belly wobbled as Menace swept his palm over her sex. She kept the area neatly groomed with just a small, perfectly trimmed triangle crowning her mound and the rest of her pussy bare. Menace ran his fingertips down her smooth slit. “I like this. I think I’ll let you keep it.”

She rolled her eyes. “Oh, that’s so kind of you.”

He chuckled and carefully parted the lips of her sex. She could feel the cool air in the room against her hot, slick flesh. He framed her swollen clit between two fingers. “You have the prettiest clit I’ve ever seen.”

Well, that was a compliment she’d never imagined receiving! Uncertain what to say to such a remark, she simply watched him as he explored her most intimate region. There was no mistaking the hunger darkening his eyes.

“Wouldn’t a piercing look so beautiful right about here?” He brushed his fingertips across the hood protecting her clit.

She slammed her knees together and trapped his hand there. “I don’t think so!”

His mouth curved in a smile. “It’s just an idea.”

“It’s a bad idea.”

He laughed and forced her thighs apart again. “We’ll table it for now.”

Naya glared at him. “Table it? If you think—ah!”

Menace swiped her clit with his tongue. Her head fell back and the issue of piercing her genitals faded into the background. When the shock of being lickedtherefaded, she experienced a wave of embarrassment. He shouldn’t be doing that—but it felt oh so goodandhe seemed to be enjoying himself.

Until now, all of her sexual experiences had been rather perfunctory and short. None of her lovers had ever put his mouth between her thighs. Maybe that was why she’d never been able to climax with any of them. All the thrusting in the world couldn’t compare to the wickedly delicious sensation of Menace’s tongue circling her clitoris.

Gripping the loops of fabric, she gave way to instinct and lifted her hips. Menace groaned against her pussy and shoved her thighs even wider apart. His tongue traced one side of her sex and then the other before returning to her clit. He lapped at the bundle of nerves and sucked it between his lips. When he rolled his tongue over the inflamed bud, Naya saw stars. “Oh! Men—Menace!”

A flutter of panic shook her core. The realization she was so close to an orgasm stunned her. Even in bed at home, it could take her fifteen or twenty minutes of fantasizing and rubbing to get even close to a climax. Half the time that was as good as it got for her. Somehow Menace and his magic tongue had obliterated whatever mental roadblocks normally prevented her from coming.

Menace found the perfect rhythm with his tongue. Naya’s breathing deepened. Her breasts ached and the clamps pinching her nipples suddenly changed from a minor annoyance to asurprising accentuation of the pleasure rippling through her belly. Eyes closed, Naya concentrated on Menace’s soft, pliable tongue flicking her clit and his big hands pushing her thighs wide open. It was the image of being fully at his mercy that sent her over the edge.

“Menace!” She shouted his name as the first wave engulfed her. Fighting to surface from the wild pulses of ecstasy, Naya held tight to the fabric loops above her head and undulated atop the low couch. “Oh! Oh!Oh!”

Just as the first ripples of pleasure started to slow and spread out, Menace changed his tactic. He sucked her clit, using hard, long tugs on the swollen pearl to bring her right back to the edge again. He released the bud and used his now firm tongue to swipe side to side across it.

Naya lost it. “Ah! Ah!Unnnnhhhh!”

The guttural groan that left her throat echoed off the playroom’s walls. She snapped her hips and pushed her pussy even tighter to his mouth. Menace hummed excitedly and lashed her clit until she thought she just might die. The waves of pleasure overwhelmed and drowned her.

Menace finally backed off. His licks slowed and decreased in pressure. He kissed her clit twice and wiped his mouth on her lower belly. She still shuddered with aftershocks when he pushed back onto his knees and grabbed the flogger from the nearby countertop.

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