*there is a part one to this and once again grammer isn’t perfect*



The thought of nipple torchure made me excited but I dare not tell Mr.B that. He grabbed my arm and told me to unbutton my top and take that along with my bra off and place my hand on top of my head, When I took too long he sighed shaking his head and laid some more slaps on my ass. I sped up as to not upset him anymore.

He took in my triple ds and large nipples smiling to himself as though he had hit the jack pot. I got smiles from the other boys as well. I wondered if anyone would believe this if I told them and once I realized no one would believe me I thought it best to be submissive as best as possible.

He took a step to me holding a small box of items I feared to even look at. He pulled out two nipple clamps that had small teeth on them. Oh how I prayed to myself they weren’t sharp. He licked his lips and pinched my nipples making them hard before applying the clamps. My fleash seared in pain and turned bright red and I closed my eyes as if somehow that would help.

He clapped his hands in front of me, “Keep those eyes open! And keep your breasts thrusted out! I want them pointed out at all times or you’ll be bent over my knee again you hear me Lilly?” He asked,

I nodded thrusting them back out and getting a hold on the pain. I looked down and seen every man in the room had a buldge. I couldn’t help but feel a little proud of myself. Mr. B grabbed a few weights from his box and added them to the clamps chain that connected them.