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me?

 
    “Tell me,” he said sternly.

 
    “Red,” I managed to utter, my mouth
suddenly dry.

 
    “Yes, now don’t be afraid to use it,
but remember, if you do, I’ll stop. So make sure you mean it. There’ll be no
going back.” I nodded and Paul proceeded to place the first clothespin on my
breast. I gritted my teeth as I felt the sharp pinch on my skin sensitive
flesh. Paul bent down and kissed my lips tenderly, his hand caressing my cheek.
“Just breathe with the pain, princess. I’m right here; it’ll be ok.”

 
    I nodded and took a deep shaky
breath. He placed more clothespins around my breast. With each pinch, I
whimpered a little, my eyes filling with tears, but kept breathing deeply. He
finally finished placing them around my breast, finishing with one on my nipple
as I cried out softly. I squeezed my eyes shut tightly, trying to focus on his
touch rather than pain.

 
    Paul moved to the other side to do
the same to my other breast. Before he started, he ran his hands all over my
body, pausing to finger my throbbing clit. The combination of pleasure and pain
was like nothing I had ever felt before and I mewled softly as my orgasm built
deep inside me. I forgot all about the pain, just feeling the fire in my womb.

 
    I growled in frustration when he
stopped touching my sex, using his hands to place clothespins around my other
breast. By the time he was done, I was panting, my body covered in a thin sheen
of sweat. God, I hope he’s done with
those things . I didn’t think I could take much more.

 
    He stepped back to look at me. “Fuck,
Alex, you look hot. I should take a picture so I can look at you like this
whenever I want,” he said darkly, his voice filled with desire.
     
    The thought of Paul taking a picture
of me right now both horrified and turned me on. Before I could even think more
about it, he slid his finger in my dripping wet slit. My breasts were throbbing
now, and the delicious feel of his finger on my hot pussy was a welcomed
distraction. I closed my eyes and moaned his name. He laughed softly as he
removed his finger full of my sweet nectar and placed it in mouth. “No coming
yet, but you can clean off my finger, princess.”

 
    I accepted his finger willingly,
sucking it into my mouth. The taste of his skin and my juices combined drove me
crazy and I sucked harder, flicking my tongue over his finger as if to show him
what I would do to his cock if it were in my mouth.
     
    He withdrew it and a low whimper
escaped my lips as Paul came up to kiss me again. I was breathing heavy as he
looked down at her breasts full of clothespins. He tweaked one on her nipple
with his thumb and finger and I cried out his name. The pain sent a jolt
straight through me to my clit and I thought I might explode.
     
    “Oh I’m not done with you, not even
close. Think you can handle more?” I wasn’t sure if I really could, but I
didn’t want to disappoint him. I nodded tepidly and he kissed my forehead. “That’s
my girl.” My heart skipped a beat at his words.
     
    He went back to his back and reached
inside, pulling out a bottle of lube and a butt plug. We had explored anal play
a little bit, but it had been with only a finger or two. The thought of him
putting the plug in me had me just a bit apprehensive. Still, I trusted Paul
completely and I felt the cold lube on me. He then inserted a finger, then two,
stretching my tight hole in preparation ..
     
    “Are you ready, Alex?” He asked,
positioning the plug at the entrance of my ass.
     
    “Yes, Sir,” I replied as I lifted my
head to look at him. He never dropped his eyes from mine as he slowly eased it
inside me. It burned at first, my safe word on the tip of my tongue. As I
relaxed, the feeling of being filled overwhelmed my senses. He pushed it in all
the way, standing back up to reach back into his bag, pulling out a huge
vibrator. I widened my eyes with surprise and I felt a trickle of my juices
slide down
my