The first bite’s hard but not so hard to bear… and they are sleek and mechanical… beautiful, even… cool metal against warm skin. Beautiful jewelry for the unsuspecting breasts.

A chain drawn up so slowly there in front…  see the slack? no worries, pet… and then a quick tug

Wicked science hard at work… sexy evil fulcrum… each pull increasing tension, drawing the clamp tighter… devouring  nipples in tiny fierce gulps, each one more exponentially exquisite than the last

Insult to injury… the flicking,  licking ‘round the clamps that elicit moans

But sweet release comes at such a cost… the tiny scream that escapes as each clover’s mouth leaves its chewing post… and blood rushes back to abused nipples… the expletives that issue from the mouth… would make a sailor blush.

Love you… Hate you… you Evil Evil Bitches