Free Brie’s Russian Treat (Submissive in Love, #5) by Red Phoenix

however, they started trembling again. Brie knew it was going to be a powerful orgasm.
    “Come for me.”
    Her eyes rolled back in her head as she let go and allowed her body to embrace the orgasm it had been fighting. Brie’s hips lifted as her body came hard against the toy.
    Rytsar murmured passionate words in his native tongue as she orgasmed for him, enhancing the experience and turning her on even more. Afterwards she lay there like a ragdoll, already spent, and they hadn’t even begun yet.
    “Now that we have your body primed, I will introduce you to the process.”
    Rytsar left her side and returned with a beautiful set of clover nipple clamps on a chain. She was familiar with them because she had seen them used at clubs, but Brie had never used them before herself, because the clamps were famous for being extremely painful.
    Brie looked at Rytsar fearfully.
    “You know the bite of this clamp?” he asked.
    “Only by reputation. I’ve never wanted to play with them.”
    “It will demand all your attention.”
    Brie looked at the clamps warily, whispering to herself, “I hope I can handle this…”
    Rytsar grabbed her chin and stated in no uncertain terms, “You will be brave.”
    She looked into his intense, pale blue eyes and nodded.
    Rytsar released his hold, laying the clamps on her stomach. She jumped and then giggled nervously, surprised by the chilliness of the metal.
    He pulled a length of rope from his back pocket and bound her wrists together, securing them above her to the headboard. Then he began caressing her breasts with both of his large hands. “Your body is already flowing with endorphins. It’s hungry.”
    She stiffened when he began pinching her left nipple, making it hard and erect. Brie knew he was readying it for the clamp, and starting breathing rapidly.
    “Yes, I want you to anticipate the pain.”
    Brie realized that Rytsar was the opposite of Tono Nosaka in a scene. Whereas Tono knew how to bring peace to her soul as he carried her along, Rytsar enjoyed the thrill of her fear and encouraged it. Polar opposites with the same end goal.
    She cried out when he picked up the clamp—before he even brought it anywhere near her nipple.
    Rytsar’s chuckle was low and charming as he grasped her breast with one hand, squeezing it so her nipple protruded while he opened the clamp and placed it on either side of her innocent nipple. She stared at it in dread.
    “Look at me.”
    Brie looked up as he slowly released his hold on the clamp and it closed around her tender nipple. Her eyes widened as the pain of the clamp registered, and she whimpered. She had promised Rytsar she would be brave, so she kept silent, even when tears formed in her eyes as she dealt with the throbbing ache.
    “I know your low tolerance for pain, radost moya ,” he murmured as he kissed her on the lips and then left a trail of fiery kisses down her throat to her other breast. “I appreciate the sacrifice of your will as you struggle to obey.”
    All Brie felt was the sharp pain of that clamp. It took over every thought but one as he pulled and pinched her other nipple.
    Oh God, he’s going to do it again…
    Brie felt the same wild terror she’d witnessed when filming his sub, as he picked up the attached clamp and dragged the chain across her skin, bringing it to her nipple. She fought the urge to look and kept her gaze locked on him.
    Rytsar’s eyes shone with unbridled lust. She’d never seen him look at her that way before and it moved the submissive inside her. She longed to please him—to be fully pleasing to him.
    Knowing he valued her willingness, Brie forced herself to lift her right shoulder, offering her nipple to him even though everything inside her was screaming to push away.
    The smile he bestowed on her was worth the sacrifice.
    He lowered the clamp and released. Shooting pain erupted from the tender spot and she closed her eyes, trying to prevent the tears that now streamed down her