Chapter One: The Loser Must Pay
They always say that if you aren't prepared to lose, don't bet! Great advice for me in hindsight, but now I had lost and Sir Damian sat behind his desk, smiling smugly. "You know, you almost won, " he said as he pushed back his chair and walked around the desk to stand right in front of me. He raised his hand and touched my cheek, then slid the hand behind my neck, pulling me close into him. He whispered viciously into my ear, "I could strip you and fuck you senseless right here and now, but that's not enough. I want everyone to know what a slut you can be!" He released my neck and pushed me to his arm's length.
"You are dressed as I directed?" He tugged on the zipper of my jumpsuit and grinned as his eyes took in my naked body. He pulled the black satin down to my ankles and lifted each foot out. He tossed the garment onto the couch. "You know the inspection position, my Lady Silver. From this moment until you meet the terms of the bet, you are my slave." I laced my hands behind my neck, pulled my elbows level with my shoulders, thrust my breasts out, placed my feet apart and cast my eyes down. I heard him draw in his breath sharply. He moved in front of me and lifted my heavy breasts in his hands. He pinched and rolled my nipples, which made them long and hard. I began my meditation immediately - his touch had affected me. Usually my breasts and nipples were insensitive. He took my right nipple in his mouth and began a slow, circular motion with his tongue that sent a ripple through to my pussy.
Without releasing my nipple, he moved to the couch, placing my bottom on his thighs and my knees bent on either side. He continued to suck my nipple, pulling more and more of my breast into his mouth with each motion. I could feel his cock straining against my bottom. He finally pulled his mouth off my breast. "Damn," he whispered, "This is so wasted on your little subbie pets!" He pulled a set of vicious-looking nipple clamps from his pocket. These had a oval-shaped set of teeth on either side, like a bear trap, in addition to four posts set to accept screws.
"Very nasty," he explained. "Specially made for you, my dear. I know these are far more intense than the ones you use, so there is no way for you to prepare yourself. Yes, I know your reputation for trying every toy on your own body! " He pulled a suction device from another pocket and applied it to my still throbbing right nipple. The nipple was so stretched that it looked to be almost two inches long. He opened the first clamp and rubbed the needle sharp teeth against the base of my stretch nipple. "Feels good, doesn't it, my sweet?" he asked. "I have a similar set for your clit and lips."
