Free Chained (When Bondage Meets Innocence) by Sabrina Sexton

shelves, looking for a few things to get them started. He picked up a pair of adjustable nipple clamps with a chain running between them. These were perfect and would adorn her body like jewels. He also picked up a small vibrating anal plug, a suede leather flogger and two sets of restraints.
    Krista watched him move around the room, picking up things here and there. She didn’t think she could stand it as he strolled along, seemingly oblivious to the fact that she stood here - stark naked. It was hard to see what he was picking up, but knowing that it was meant for her made her nervous.
    He returned after a few minutes with several items which he laid on the bed. He picked up the nipple clamps, and sat down on the edge.
    “ Come here,” he said.
    “ Yes Master,” she said as she walked slowly over to stand in front of him.
    He reached out and grabbed one of her glorious breasts, sucking the nipple into his mouth. With a gasp, Krista reveled in the feel of his mouth, sucking, biting and licking at her breast. Her nipple hardened and he pulled away, clamping it. He gradually increased the pressure of the clamp until Krista cried out in pain. He lowered the pressure marginally and rubbed a hand against her clit, mingling the pain with pleasure. He then repeated the entire process for her other breast.
    By the time he had finished, Krista was fully vested in the outcome of the evening. Her breasts ached, but they also seemed to be attached directly to her pussy in an inverse relationship. It seemed like the more they hurt, the wetter her pussy became. “Please, Master,” she said. “A little harder.”
    Tyler chuckled. Despite her newness, she was instinctive and naturally inclined to walk the razor edge of pleasure and pain. He increased the pressure of one clamp and Krista squeezed her thighs together around his hand, letting her head fall back in pleasure. A small moan escaped her mouth as Tyler increased the pressure on the other clamp.
    “ How do you feel,” he asked her running his fingernail along the edge of her abdomen, sending shivers down her spine and ripples of pleasure through her as the clamps jiggled on her breasts.
    “ It hurts,” she said. “At least at first anyway. Then it changes.” She did not know how to describe the feelings within her body. She hadn’t talked about her pussy or breasts before to anyone other than her gynecologist. This was completely different.
    Tyler gave a small tug on the chain connecting her breasts and Krista cried out in pain, even as her pussy cream began to run down her thigh. “Answer me completely,” he said. “And do not fail to address me as Master.”
    Krista took a deep breath, blushing prettily as she said, “Yes Master. It hurt at first, then my pussy started to throb. Each time the pain peaks, my pussy clenches tighter. My breasts still ache, Master, but I’m so aroused, I have pussy juice running down my leg.”
    “ Perfect,” Tyler said, picking up the vibrating anal plug. Quick as lightning, his hand darted out and wrapped around her wrist. Tugging softly, he pulled Krista onto his lap, exposing her rear.
    “ Have you done anal before?” he asked as he licked his forefinger and slowly inserted it into her anal cavity.
    “ Yes Master,” she said. “Once.”
    “ Did you like it,” he asked, working his finger back and forth.
    Krista shuddered at the memory, feeling her muscles clench as the nipple clamps rubbed against his pants. “Yes,” she whispered.
    “ Address me correctly, pet,” Tyler said as he smacked her ass with his other hand.
    “ Yes, Master,” Krista said, as the sting began to dissolve.
    Tyler continued working on Krista’s rear. She was so tight; he knew she wasn’t ready for any serious anal penetration. He worked his finger in and out of her anal cavity, loosening her up. As he gradually minimized her muscle resistance, he pulled her cheeks apart with this other hand. A second finger joined the first, slowly, giving