Free SovereignsChoice by Evangeline Anderson Page A

heat. His tongue plays with me, circling my
sensitive bud, then lashing it until my legs are so weak I feel as if I might
fall down. It seems as if each new sensation of pleasure goes straight to my
pussy, making it wet and hot and ready for him. He sucks me hard, taking as
much of my breast as he can into his mouth at one time until I moan. Then slowly
he pulls back, eyeing my fully erect nipple approvingly.
    “Very good,” he murmurs. “And now that
you’ve had your pleasure, it’s time for punishment.”
    “What kind of punishm—” I begin but that’s
when he clamps one of the black rubber alligator clips to my nipple—the nipple
he just finished sucking. The one that’s still so sensitive even the soft
breeze from a nearby window feels too intense.
    I yelp and try to jump away but Aiden holds
me still. Swiftly, he sucks the other nipple until it too sticks out. Then he
puts the second clamp on. When I look down, I can see the fine-link gold chain
swaying between my breasts. It feels as if someone with mean fingers is
pinching my delicate buds as hard as they can.
    “It hurts,” I protest, wishing I dared to
take the damn things off my nipples. One look in Aiden’s gray eyes tell me
there’s no way I can. Not without incurring his wrath and an even more severe
punishment.
    “They’re meant to hurt,” he responds calmly.
“Take a deep breath, Emma. Relax into the pain.”
    I try to do as he says and I find that I
can manage—a little bit. The pain in my sensitive nubs isn’t quite so intense
now. It’s more like intense squeezing. And I have to admit, to my shame, that
every sensation I feel in my breasts is going straight to my pussy to make me
wetter and hotter than I have ever been before. Am I getting off on the pain?
Or the fact that it was Aiden who inflicted it?
    “Better now?” he asks, searching my eyes.
    I nod shortly. “A little.”
    “Good.” He strokes one tortured breast gently.
“Tell me something, Emma, deep down, do you like the way it feels? The bite of
the clamps?”
    I can feel myself blushing. It’s almost as
though he’s reading my mind but there’s no way I’ll admit it. “No,” I say hastily.
“No, of course not. Why would I like it?”
    “Because you’re a natural submissive,” he
murmurs. “I could tell it the moment I touched you.”
    “No, I’m not,” I object at once. “None of
this…the spankings, the punishments, these…” I nod down at the nipple clamps
still pinching my sensitive buds. “Feels natural to me.”
    Aiden looks thoughtful. “Maybe I misspoke.
It’s true that submitting doesn’t seem to come as naturally or gracefully to
you as it does to some. But you dohave submissive tendencies.”
    “What is that supposed to mean?” I demand
but I’m afraid I already know. His words echo my own thoughts—my worries that
his punishments are turning me on in a way I never dreamed could be possible.
    Aiden raises an eyebrow at me. “I think you
know what I mean, Emma. You don’t want to acknowledge it but giving yourself to
me, however reluctantly, arouses you greatly.”
    “No it doesn’t,” I lie, trying to keep a
straight face. “Not at all.”
    “Oh?” He raises an eyebrow at me. “So if I
was to finger your soft little cunt right now I wouldn’t find you wet and hot
for me?”
    “No, I-I don’t….don’t think so.” I shift uneasily
in front of him. Goddess .
    “You don’t think so?” He frowns at me sternly.
“I think we’d better find out for sure. Spread your legs and open your pussy
for me.”
    “I… Do I have to?” I whisper. I know what
he’ll see if he forces me to do this. He’ll find out how hot and wet I really
am. How the punishing clamps on my nipples are causing my pussy to cream for
him.
    Aiden twists one finger in the gold chain
hanging between my breasts and gives it a sharp tug. I yelp as the clamps bite
even harder and a fiery mixture of pleasure and pain jolts through me, causing
fresh wetness