This is the point in the story that he is doing this more for her than himself. He enjoyed the start of the process, and now that he accepted her, he will do his best to see her happy.
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Two days later, promptly at six, I walked through door five. Madeline was kneeling in the middle of the room, nude. The necklace I had given her was around her neck, polished to a mirror shine, and the familiar clamps on her nipples. Her hands were handcuffed behind her back.
I walked to her, circling around her. Her knees were together and she sat on her legs, eyes down and waiting. I could smell the desire on her even though I couldn't see her cunt I figured she was already aroused.
"It is nice to see you like this tonight." I spoke softly to her, my fingertips running over her back, shoulders and collarbone.
A low moan came from her lips at my touch. "Thank you Sir. I would not want to be anywhere else than here, Sir."
I stopped in front of her, bent over to see her face. My fingertips ran on the underside of her breasts prompting her to close her eyes. Her nipples were erect and pronounced while held with the clamps, pressed between an alligator clamp with teeth. Her eyes were on my shoes, hands clasped in the handcuffs trying to keep her from trembling.
"I will ask, even though I had better know the answer." I said with a tug on the chain to the clamps. "Have you been a good girl?"
A long moan escaped her lips. "Oh God, Sir. Thank you, Sir. Yes, Sir. I have been a good girl."
I moved behind her to examine the cuffs. They were closed tightly around her wrists, nearly impossible for someone to put their hands that way with the cuffs that tight. "Undressing in front of the bouncers now are you?"
"This time, Sir. I asked them to cuff my hands." she looked up at me as if something was just occurring to her. "Do you not approve, Sir?"
"What did you do in return?"
"Nothing, Sir. They said they were used to doing things like that. I thought you would like it."
I slapped the side of her thigh and then her left breast. A hiss escaped her lips as the clamps rattled on her nipples.
"I will think about how you are to be presented from now on. How long have you been waiting since the bouncers left?"
"About fifteen minutes. They knew I am supposed to be here at six, Sir."
"And if something had happened that required you to get out of this room?" I slapped her breasts again, once on each and heard her moan.
"I...I don't know. I didn't think of that." she explained as she pondered my question.
A harder slap on her left breast caused her to cry out. "There was no Sir in that."
"I'm sorry Sir. It won't happen again, Sir."
I moved to the chair, unbuckling my jeans. "Service." I commanded.
With effort she got to her feet, walked to me and dropped to her knees again. She looked at me for a moment, then my crotch and to the floor.
Two slaps caused her to moan. "What is taking so long?"
"I'm sorry, Sir. I can't, not without possibly hurting you. I need my hands, Sir."
"I see." I said, pushing her back and standing up. "Are you done thinking now? You will do what I tell you."
"Yes, Sir. I'm sorry Sir. I was just trying to please you."
I retrieved the key for her handcuffs and unlocked them from her wrists. She groaned as feeling returned to her arms. Her hands rubbed the side of one arm, then the other as I returned to my chair.
Seeing me sit back down she hurried over and fell to her knees, her hands now searching for my cock. Finding it hard she began her treatment lovingly and enthusiastically. I reached under her and my fingers found the chain on her nipples. A soft tug had her go further down on my cock, moaning as she did it.
She continued for nearly thirty-five minutes, tugs on the chain giving her encouragement and pleasure. Every time I had tugged, she moaned sending vibrations I was beginning to like into me. As my release overcame me I gave a harder tug, not enough to pull them off but to give her the pain she craved.
As she cleaned me afterwards, gentle pressure remained on the clamps. Once finished she sat back on her heels, chest pushed out in front of her.
"Ohhhhhh, Sir. Thank you Sir." she twisted on her heels trying to get stimulation on her cunt as I teased her nipples. "Thank you for allowing me to service you."
"What should I beat you with today, hmm? Any requests?" I asked her. Since the weekly sessions started my aggression was quite under control, leaving me with only pleasure during these sessions. While that put me more in control, the downside for her was that I was more in control. The beating would be longer, the fucking would be longer, everything was at my pace now instead of the beast that lived inside me.
"Anything you desire, Sir. I love all of them." she answered.
"Choose the first, know that I will pick the others."
She bolted to her feet and returned with the strap. She gave it a kiss before holding it to me. As I took it from her hand she stood and put her hands on her head.
