Knotted Pleasure

by Powerone

  doubt that he was holding nipple clamps in his hand. The metal glistened in the light, but all she saw were the sharp teeth that ringed the inner clamp. They were built to bite deep and painfully into a nipple and hold it tight, no matter how much strain was put on them.

  He disappeared from sight, but she felt him. His fingers plucked at her nipples, Sandra trying to fight it, but they grew thick and hard, his fingers experienced at arousing a girls nipples. Then she felt his hot, wet lips engulf one of her nipples, sucking it deep into his mouth, his teeth gripping it beneath the nipple on her areola as his tongue lashed at her nipple like a boxer with a punching bag. She felt her nipple stretch by his powerful suction, but she could do nothing to stop him.

  He moved from one nipple to the other until they both hung heavily from beneath her, hard and swollen, exposed and vulnerable.

  It didn't take long for the judge to begin to entrap her nipples in the clamps. He opened the first one wide, the sharp jaws like a sharp, taking her pink nipple and pushing it between the jaws. Once captured by the metal jaws, he began to release it, slowly and methodically the two unyielding metal jaws began to pinch on the rubbery flesh of her nipple. He watched in rapt silence as the sharp metal teeth bit into the soft flesh, the jaws so closing in on the trapped flesh until she cried out. Her body shook, but the straps held her still, only making her breast dance erotically, but it was too late. He released the clamp and it held tight.

  "MMMGGG!" She cried out, never feeling anything like it before.

  Her nipple was pinched, but not like a finger would do, this was an inanimate object that cared little except to crush her nipple between the two jaws and hold it painfully in its grip. It felt like hundreds of needles were puncturing her nipple, digging into it until it was trapped. Even when he released it, the pain was still racing through the sensitive nerve endings that ringed her nipple. In spite of the pain, her nipple stayed hard. She braced herself for the next one, but in spite of knowing what would happen, it still took her breath away when it pinched her nipple in its terrible embrace. She could feel the pounding blood in the tips, trapped by the powerful clamps. She thought it couldn't get any worse, but Miguel always seemed to 149

  surprise her.

  Miguel saw the way her breasts were extended by the clamps, her nipples crushed and turned sideways by the weight of them. All of the judges were stroking their cocks, even the two that had already cum on her, seeing the way her nipples were abused, but knowing there was more. He picked up the two weights, each one a half pound with a spring attached to the end of it, the other having a small clasp that would attach to the nipple clamps. "I thought something to keep your nipples aroused, Sandra."

  The weights looked so big and heavy, but it was the springs that distressed her the most. Unless she lay perfectly still, the springs would make the weight bounce on the clamps. She knew that they would not let her be still, more then enough whips to make her body move for them. She felt the judge beneath her tug on the clamp, igniting a new sharp pain to the depths of her breast, but as his fingers tugged on it, she knew that he was securing the weight. She was thankful that he didn't drop it to the ground, but carefully lowered it until she felt the clamp pulled towards the ground beneath her. The clamp pulled tighter, stretching her nipple, but she could only groan in pain as it pulled it towards the ground. It stopped, but Sandra feared that they would make the weight dance on the spring.

  The judge was ready with the next one, the first one still, the spring drawn taut. He attached the other weight, this time not so careful, letting the weight drop until the spring caught it. It bounced up and down before it stopped, but not before it had done its nasty business with her trapped nipple.

  "EEEWWOOOWW!" It felt like it was continually opening and closing on her nipple, the sharp teeth biting painfully into her flesh, the weight bouncing up and down on the spring until it finally came to rest, her nipple drawn out and stretched, It was as though a man's fingernails had dug into her nipple and cut it severely. She could hardly breathe, the expectations of the clamps dangling beneath her, the slightest movement setting off the chain reaction of pain in her body. What would they do to me now?

  The judge stood up, smiling at his handiwork. They could all see 150

  her lovely breasts now pulled out of shape, her pink nipples clamped beneath the steel clamps, the weights pulling her breasts to the floor.

  Her nipples were stretched out at least an inch, trapped for their pleasure. It was time for the judge to make her tits dance for them.

  He took out the wooden paddle, no need for anything so severe, all he needed was to make her body jerk from the blow and this would serve its purpose.

  She saw the paddle, but had little time to prepare herself for it. He struck her ass with it instantly. It wasn't so much the pain, a gentle sting on her sore flesh, but the wood paddle was formidable when it struck her. It shook her body and bound as she was, it still made her rock. That sent the weighs beneath her moving, the spring adding to the movement, moving down, then back up, each time it moved a shorter distance, but by time it was ready to stop, the paddle was back to induce her frantic movements again.

  Miguel moved between her legs, his finger searching out her pussy, one finger beginning to slide up and down her slit, not surprised to find her wet and wanton. The judge was paddling her rhythmically, the weights never stopped moving, her nipples yanked and pulled constantly. "How do you like that, Sandra?"

  She liked his finger on her pussy, the strong, demanding touch masturbating her in spite of already cumming. It was as though the minute she was bound for these men and they played with her body with immunity, she got wet and aroused. What was Miguel turning me into? Her ass was struck by the paddle a dozen times before she could speak, breathless from what it was doing to her. "It feels like the clamps are milking my breasts. They tug and pull, my nipples never left alone, as though they were attached to a milking machine." She was ashamed, but she knew that it wouldn't be long before Miguel made her cum, his fingers exploring her expertly, coaxing her clit, the tip of his fingernail racing over the sensitive end like a knife, but the pleasure raced through her body. Her nipples hurt, felt good, Sandra unable to decide, the sharp clamps feeling as though they were puncturing her flesh, but the constant tugging kept them aroused.

  "Can you cum for me, Sandra?" Miguel pushed a finger inside her 151

  pussy, another in her asshole, but her clit was never deserted.

  She didn't answer, he already knew. Not even the finger in her sore ass could dampen her arousal, not even the cock that was pushed into her mouth as the judge spanked her ass with the paddle could stop the pleasure that built in her body. They were taking her and Miguel was making her cum, there was no doubt about that. She began to suck the cock in her mouth, glad it wasn't that big and the judge was too interested in spanking her ass with the paddle and making her nipples dance to shove it down her throat.

  The paddling picked up speed, the judge was in her mouth, feeling his orgasm coming soon. He wanted to make sure that she came first or with him, seeing Miguel fingering her glistening with her wetness.

  It felt like she was sucking the cum from his balls. Then it happened, the judge no longer able to control it, the girl's mouth too good, his balls aching to empty their load in her willing mouth.

  Sandra let her body go, feeling the cock in her mouth swelling up, her tongue racing over the head as it leaked his precum onto her tongue. Miguel's fingers in her were setting her off, letting her body go as her nipples were milked by the clamps and her pussy was fingered so expertly. She came when the judge exploded in her mouth, choking on the first load of hot cum that jetted to the back of her mouth, but she eagerly swallowed it as the next load filled her cheeks. It was as though her nipples and pussy were connected by the clamps, the clamp tugging on her nipple, her pussy and ass clamping down on the fingers inside her. She didn't know how she did it, but she came again, covering Miguel's fingers with her abunda
nt juices.

  The judge stayed in her mouth even as their orgasm went away, Sandra hating having an aging cock shriveled up and spent in her mouth, but she went about the degrading task of cleaning it of his slimy cum before she spit it out. She expected Miguel to take the clamps off of her nipples, the pleasure gone, only the pain remained.

  "One more, Sandra, don't let me down now, it's almost over."

  Miguel showed her the new clamps he had in his hands.

  No wonder he didn't take the clamps off of her nipples, in his hands were more, at least a half dozen or so. There was only one place left 152

  for them; Sandra fearing the worst, the orgasm sapped her arousal once again. Could Miguel arouse me again so I can bear the new torment the judge would inflict on me? A new judge, his cock hard and needing satisfaction took the clamps from Miguel's hand. He was quickly out of sight, but she felt his fingers beneath her, touching her pussy lips as though inspecting them, but her body was tense, waiting for the first bite of the clamps on her most intimate flesh. She feared this the most.

  The judge rubbed her oily pussy lips, pulling them back to expose all of her glistening flesh. He ran his tongue over her pussy, lapping up the abundant juices that had flowed freely from her when she came. He loved the taste of her nectar, his teeth beginning to bite her lips once he had licked her clean. He felt her body tighten when he bit, but she could do nothing but lay there spread for him as he had his way with her. His teeth dug into one lip and he pulled away without releasing it, watching as the puffy flesh stretched until he heard her groan. He finally released it, but his teeth returned, this time to bite both lips at once, grinding his teeth on the sensitive flesh.

  She couldn't believe what he was doing to her. It was as though he was eating her, not in the same context of a man going down and orally pleasuring a woman. This was as though he was trying to literally eat her pussy, his teeth grinding hard, expecting him to bite off one of her lips any minute now. Her body was frozen in fear, turning to look at Miguel, her eyes pleading with him to save her.

  Miguel's hand stroked her ass cheeks as he saw the look of despair on Sandra's face. He could only imagine what the judge was doing to her, but he was unwilling to defy the judge of his pleasure, not if he wanted to free Sandra. "You can take it, Sandra. Embrace the pain.

  I'm going to make you cum for me again. I know you can do it." His hand slid down her crack and over her anus, but ignored her pussy for now. The judge laid claim to that part of her body.

  It was hard to embrace the pain, but his teeth finally released her pussy from its grip. It felt like he had punctured her skin with his sharp teeth, but she had a new worry. Fingers pulled out one of her lips and then she felt it, the bite of sharp teeth on a clamp. The sharp 153

  pinch of the clamp was bad enough, but the sharp edges dug into her flesh. She knew the minute he would pull the clamp; it would ignite the pain, sure that he was going to do the same thing that they had done to her nipples. They would force her to make the clamps dance painfully on her body using the paddle or worse, a whip. It was becoming more painful, another clamp attached so close to the last one it almost felt like one big one pinching her flesh. It was so cruel, but the fingers pulled her lips and then another bite. Inch after inch of her pussy lip was covered with clamps, a least a half dozen of them before he stopped. His hand moved away and the heavy clamps tugged on her lip, stretching it towards the ground beneath her, the clamps banging noisily against each other until they stopped. Sandra was frozen in fear of the slightest movement make them start to hurt all over.

  "They look so nice hanging from your pussy lip, Sandra. They are a bit heavy, pulling your lip out so nicely, but the judge isn't finished.

  There is still another lip that needs some pretty jewelry." Miguel knew that once they were all attached, the judge would run his fingers over them and make them come alive on her body. Then Miguel would give him weight on springs so that her body would be continually aroused by the clamps.

  Sandra felt the judge's fingers pluck her other pussy lips. He didn't hesitate, the clamps biting into the fresh skin of her pussy. She took deep breaths of air, trying to contain the pain in her body, counting as each clamp was attached until she got to six, hoping that would be it.

  It felt like her pussy lips were wings, pulled out so far that it felt like they were dragging on the floor beneath her.

  Men were such cruel animals, forcing their cocks into her body while they subject her to the most depraved torture of her sexual parts.

  It was degrading, but nothing like when they made her cum as they performed these perverted acts on her body. She still couldn't fathom how her body could react, how willingly she took her pleasure from the obscene acts. It was as though Miguel had a strange hold on her body. No matter what he asked or took from her, she always found that he could arouse her. It wasn't that she was a virgin before this, 154

  she had other lovers, but they were kind and gentle. Miguel was hard and demanding, though he did protect her. If she hadn't land in Panama, she would have never experienced such acts by strange men, older men. She never would have even conceived doing such things that she had performed for these men.

  Sandra was brought back to reality when Miguel handed the judge the weights, the springs hanging from them. She heard them fall to the floor beneath her, then the fingers returned, the slightest touch sending the clamps biting deeper into her lips like tiny knives piercing her flesh. The first weight was attached. "EEEHHH!" The judge dropped it, the tug painful, but the continually bouncing was driving her mad with pain. He moved quicker now, another weight dropped to the floor, a hand making it move up and down on the spring, tugging and pulling her lips. It felt like hours before all twelve were attached. It felt like a hundred men were beneath her, all of their fingers tugging and biting into her pussy with such brutality, all of them wanting to make her cry out in pain.

  Her body was covered with sweat, her face contorted in pain, her lips clenched tight. The weights beneath her were banging into each other, a chorus of pain ringing out in the room. Yet Miguel was still getting started. He would make her cum one way or another. She wouldn't be able to resist him. He showed her the next clamp. "This one had no teeth on it, Sandra. The two metal sides slide and trap whatever is between them in a tight grip. It wouldn't pull off, but it is not meant to ruin whatever it captures. Do you know where this is going, Sandra?"

  There is only one place that it could. Sandra was thankful for the no teeth on it, but still there was no denying that it would trap her clit in a painful embrace of steel. "MYyy, clittt," she sobbed. Already her pussy was on fire, but now her pleasure button would be abused.

  "And I have a nice weight for it, Sandra. Once the judge attaches it, he will make you dance with a nice riding crop. I suspect you ass hole will take the brunt of the whipping, but it will be your mouth that will give him his pleasure. Do a good job, Sandra." He dangled the heavy weight in her face before he passed it to the judge. It took only 155

  seconds before Miguel heard the judge's success.

  "OOOWWWW!" The pain was excruciating. Her clit felt like it was pinched by a pair of pliers, the blood pushed from the tip by sheer force. He didn't even wait and let her try to accommodate the pain of having her clit abused in such a manner before the weight was attached to it by the spring. The weight felt like it was ten pounds.

  She saw the judge stand up, a pleased look on his face when he was her. His cock was jutting out from his body like a spear. He was enjoying this much more then she was. She shivered in fear when he picked up the riding crop, going to her head. He lifted her up by the chin until his cock sat on her lip. She eagerly opened her mouth and the thick cock jerked uncontrollably on her lip in pleasure. It was a slight thrust with his hips and the smooth head of his cock sank into her mouth. Her lips closed around it, trapping it in a vise as her tongue began the job of extracting his cum from his balls and filling her mouth and belly. His body blocked her view, but
she felt it, the riding crop splitting her down the crack to explode on her anus. She cried out, but all that could be heard was a muffled sound as the cock urged further into her mouth and plugged her throat. The pain of the crop sent her body jerking, all of the clamps and weights coming alive, including the ones on her nipples and especially the one on her clit. It was as though she was being masturbated in a gang bang of horny men, all of their hands cruelly pinching and touching her bound, naked body.

  Miguel was glad the judge was so horny from what he had done to Sandra's body that he didn't last very long in her mouth. That, and Miguel was sure that Sandra was eagerly sucking his cock in hopes of ending what she was forced to endure. The riding crop beat her anus, but it was the clamps that caused her body to jerk painfully for the judge.

  Sandra welcomed the mouthful of cum, swallowing and gulping as her tongue coaxed out more into her waiting mouth. Her clit was swollen, Sandra not sure what she was feeling, pain or pleasure, knowing only that as soon as this judge came in her mouth, she would be free to go. She gulped, licked and swallowed until the cock lay 156

  limp in her mouth. The judge had quit whipping her anus, thankful for that, the weights finally beginning to stop swinging, though there was no denying that the clamps still bit painfully into her flesh. The judge pulled out of her mouth, Sandra left bound to the table, still clamped while the judges thanked Miguel. She watched as they walked out of the room, the door closing behind him. She would be freed, her body unbounded and unclamped.