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Barely awake and already hit with that sucker punch of arousal, nipples tightening underneath the duvet; abused I am ready to be. My cunt quivers. All day.

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For a split second I imagine being sat at my desk, clit and nipples throbbing under the pressure of the clamps while I try to concentrate on Clit clamp stories time sensitive matter. How are they sitting? My nipples are throbbing slowly. And if I arch my back just enough, tugging gently on the clamp gripping my clit I can feel the rhythmic ebb and flow of blood there too.

I tell Sir as much. But your clit stays on, I want you soaked on the train home. Do I want a reprieve? I shift in my seat, the clamps move with me sending a shock through my sore, aching nipples. Sir said he wanted me abused. I decline the offer of reprieve. Seeing as you Clit clamp stories to decline, take yourself off to a stall and give those chains a nice hard pull for Sir.

I begin tugging on the clamps as my free hand works to push my skirt and panties down to my ankles and I imagine Sir stroking his fingers through my wetness as I yank harder, stuffing the ends of my blouse into my mouth in an effort not to moan. The feeling is sublime. The heady mix of pleasure and discomfort. The afternoon is tortuous and passes in something of a blur. I find a gentle rhythm of rocking to see me through to 5pm. Forwards to tug my nipples, backwards onto my plug to give my clit a yank. Forwards, backwards. Forwards, Backwards. I type a feverish text letting Sir know I am ready.

Obediently I reach forward, feeling my wetness slick against my thigh as I retrieve a pair of black stockings from my drawer. I pull them on in a hurry but being careful not to ladder them. That would never do. As you do, tug firmly on your clit clamp. For every five tugs slap your pussy, then each cheek in turn. You may not cum.

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I spread my legs so my feet are either side of my arse and begin to drool. The effect is almost instantaneous and after 11 hours of being stimulated by the clamps I am ready to do whatever is asked. The slaps are hard and unforgiving and yanking my clit becomes painful after the first 7 tugs. Now find something you can stick your toy down to. Get on all fours and throat as much of it as you can as you gently massage your labia.

Again, do not cum. I launch myself forward, throating the toy until the tip hits the back of my throat unexpectedly soon and I gag all over it, saliva running in rivulets down its length and pooling at the bottom. I am undeterred.

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My eyes are running as my fingers hedonistically fondle the folds of my cunt, being careful to avoid the chain pinching my clit. My eyes roll back as I moan around the toy and fight the urge to cum. Ten long, agonising minutes pass. Pinch and release your clit clamp. This I can do. I scramble into position, the blissful feeling of finally being able to stretch my legs nearly rivalling the surge of euphoria when I ease the clamp off my clit for the first time. I find my rhythm with this one quickly, releasing the clamp every time my feet reach the tip of the toy.

My head rolls back as my mouth falls open, the occasional incoherent leaving my mouth. I fight through the fuzziness of subspace Clit clamp stories read my next task. Slowly in and out with a stable rhythm as you bounce up and down, taking time on occasion to taste yourself with two fingers.

Not cummed yet? The praise spurs me on and I find a position that allows me to use my bedside table as leverage. Folding my arms atop of it, I drag my soaked cunt over the toy before easing myself back over the tip. The feeling of something being inside of me after too long makes me moan. I find a rhythmic bounce as I rest my forehead on the edge of the table in front of me and allow myself to be swept away until the only things I am aware of is the burning of my knees, the sloppiness of my cunt and the agonising pull of the clamps on my nipples and my clit as they jerk with every bounce.

I try to moan but even to my own ears it Clit clamp stories like a garbled mess as my eyes roll back and I begin to float. All I can think about is doing as Sir asked. Pleasing him.

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Like a good little sub. With your breasts pushed together I want you to take turns fondling your sore nipples with your thumb and forefinger. Gently massage your engorged clit between them. I have a vague memory of clambering onto my bed. The fairy lights above me fade into a blurry string of dots as my vision loses focus.

I pinch my clit hard and allow myself to drift away. All the while clinging to what feels like the only thing keeping me sane. Sir said do not cum.

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When the Stop text comes fifteen minutes later I barely register it. I barely know my own name. I slump back onto the floor with a ragged moan and very little grace. As always, Sir manages to read my mind. Get into doggy and place three fingers in your wet cunt. You are to tickle your G-spot whilst biting down on your chains and gently twisting your plug. As soon as my fingers hit my G spot I am choking back the urge to squirt. I twist the plug in an effort to distract myself but angle means the pressure of the metal only stimulates me more.

I pull more the metal clamps into my mouth by my tongue and begin to whine. A constant, desperate noise. I rub my nipples against the carpet and think about how proud Sir will be of me if I make it through the next fifteen minutes. Or how bad the punishment will be if I gush all over my hands before the time is up. So, on your back, legs crossed to one side nice and high and your favourite Clit clamp stories toy in full use. You are permitted to thank me as you cum.

I could cry with relief. Sir is finally going to let me cum. I grab my favourite squirting toy — a purple vibrating dildo with Clit clamp stories soft round head that I slap against my clit. I set my camera up and begin fucking my cunt with fervour. It feels so good I nearly choke on it, spluttering around moans as my eyes roll to the back of my head and stay there. Squirt for Sir. I keep telling myself.

Squirt everywhere for Sir. I begin slapping the toy against my clit, the sopping wet sounds nearly drowning out the sound of my own desperate panting.

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And I do, loudly. Legs shaking, cunt squirting and plug pulsing in my ass all for Sir, wholly and completely, as I finally return to earth. Source: reddit. post. Next post. post I [M] 25 fucked my neighbour [F] 33 because of an Amazon error.

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