Toy or not?

3.1

Saliva dripped down my chin and the lipstick smudged. I was taking deep breaths while his tall frame towered over me like a cruel god. He pulled me by my hair making me wince. He pulled me towards the bed and pushed me on it. I fell with my face in the sheets. He flipped me over and pulled down the dress to get the tits out of the skimpy dress. He stood between my thighs and he grabbed them hard with his fingers before pulling the nipples. He pulled me off the bed a little with the help of the nipples, making me cry out in pain. He let the nipples and my body fell back on the bed.

He slapped the nipples and twisted them before he pulled them again hard enough to lift me off the bed. I screamed louder and this time the pulling went on a little longer. As soon as I body dropped on the bed, his mouth was on my nipple sucking and nibbling. He moved to the other nipple to provide the same treatment.

Soft moans of pleasure left my mouth as his hands started to finger my wet cunt. Unintentionally my hands moved to his luscious hair. A hash bite on the nipple reminded me of his order and he moved away from my body. He came back with a pair of nipple clamps, a pair of handcuffs and a small vibrator.

He put the clamps on my sore nipples making them hurt more after making me sit. The pain brought fluid to both my eyes and cunt. He tugged on the chain harshly making me feel a sharp stab of pain. A few drops of tears fell down my cheeks. He spread my thighs and put on the vibrator before he put those handcuffs on my wrists with the hands behind my back.

"Get up and start jumping," he said as he strolled to the table. I looked at him with incredulous eyes at the unusual task. "Don't keep standing like that. Hop over to me." He said sternly. I started and then realized why he wanted me to jump. The heavy tits rising and then falling created the most unique sensation of hurt. My empty pussy clenched. The leaps made me realize how big and heavy those tits were. The nipples were quite sore by the time I reached him. "Good girl. Was it good?" He asked, running his fingers over my breasts.

"Yes, Sir." I replied honestly. He picked up the remote and the vibrations soon sent bursts of pleasure all over my body making me squirm. He cupped the tits and kissed them lovingly after increasing the intensity. I was on the verge of orgasm. I needed more. He dropped the tits and increased the vibrations up a few more notches. My moans got louder and it turned into screams when one clamp came off. It was so fucking painful. I was writhing and tears started to stream down my cheeks when he took off the other clamp. He licked the hard sore nipples and massaged my G-spot by curling three fingers in my pussy.

With a shriek, I came and squirted all over his hands with quivering legs. He stopped licking my nipples and let me lean on him for support. He did not stop stimulating my pussy. "Do you know what you just did?" He asked with a hint of anger in his voice. I shook my head. "You were not supposed to do anything until I told you so. This is the second time. I will not tolerate it anymore. You need to be punished, you whore." He threatened.