Nipple Clips @ MindSay

The penthouse door opened to a spacious room with an open foyer where they were greeted by a young man in a black, silver and red vinyl army Captain’s uniform of classic European fashion, complete with stiletto boots, officer’s cap, and riding crop. He didn’t bother to look at the invitation verification, snapped to attention with a smart salute, eyes forward with a bright smile of recognition.   

 

With a snap of his fingers, his aide, a young man with shoulder length white blond hair, appeared from around the desk. He wore only a heavy leather chest harness, leather cuffs and a collar, each with rings for easy attachment and binding. Around his waist was a modest leather apron angle cut so that an erection would push it to the side, with a thong running, like hers, between and around his legs to the waistband.  She giggled as she noticed that he had the same adjustable nipple clips with the chain running down his belly as she did.

 

“We’re twins!”  She smiled as she let him peek at the clips and squealed as he pulled his apron aside and showed how his was attached to his pierced cock and Prince Albert.  She noticed the welts, the same length and width of the riding crop, could be seen running across his thighs and cock.

 

They were both giggling when he got a very sharp whack with the riding crop across his bare butt.  His eyes flashed for a second and he smiled at her and rolled his eyes, making her laugh more.   He asked their drink orders and went sharply to retrieve them, bowing and backing away on tippy toes very dramatically.  The Captain, adjusting his vinyl uniform and caressing his riding crop, raised an eyebrow and dismissed his aide away. She was blushing red from laughing and did her best to stand quietly still.

 

“There are four vanity rooms for this evening sir. The pedestal is the center piece in front of the main balcony. Did you have any others in your party?”

“Yes two”   

 

The Captain took her hand and held it high, twirling her.  He kissed her on each cheek, and gave her his card according to European military protocol. “At your service miss”

She blushed again and curtsied ever so slightly.

 

They made their way through the other guests when ‘the aide’ arrived with their drinks.  She sipped and took a deep breath, smelling the caterer’s food tables.
”Are you hungry?” 

“Ohh yes, please”  She smiled sweetly for reading her mind and kissed him lightly. He motioned again to the aide who appeared promptly and accepted her leash.

“May I ask why you were asked to hold my leash?”  She asked the aide and slipped him sips of her drink.

“So no one will bother you. No one would be so rude to touch your leash, but there are those who would take an opportunity to see if you were available.”
”I see, I think”

“He’s making it clear that you are not available. Everyone will notice this little gesture”

She raised her head and straightened her back, holding her drink in front of her and waited patiently on her leash for him and hoping the aide was right and others did notice the gesture  . . . and smiled thinking of him.

 

He returned with food, and Perrier, accepted her leash and gave his card to the aide who would be rewarded later for his courtesy.  He led her to a small corner alcove where she could see the rest of the room.  He fed her bites of kabob, couscous, pita and olives.  She watched the crowd throughout the room.  The vinyl fetishes stood out with the bright colored PVC, one with a stark white PVC nurses uniform with a red cross, the ladies wearing tight corsets, thongs, garters and stockings.  The leather boys and leather ladies and the pony girls. 

 

He motioned to ‘the aide’ again, handed over her leash and had him escort her to refresh herself.   She was led to one of the master bathrooms where ‘the aide’ held her leash high indicating for her to stand still as he unfastened her dress, undressed her and carefully released the clamps on her nipples and clit.  She blushed and they both giggled a little as he adjusted the harness loosening the front straps, where she could sit then freshen herself but keeping the dildo in place. 

 

She modestly sat, and stared into his eyes as he held her leash.  She stood again, washed, checked herself and turned and stood silently in front of him as he adjusted her harness so her cunt was properly presented, reattached all three clips, adjusted them for comfort and redressed her.

“All better now?”  the aide, checked her again to  make sure she was perfect

“Yes, very. Thank you kind sir”  She wondered if he noticed she was wet from his attention when he reconnected the clip to her hood.

 

He presented her back to her master, accepted two more cards and returned them to The Captain, who gave him a hard whack with his crop for a job well done.  She sat close and offered a kiss and parted her legs slightly as he peeled her dress back from her legs and ran his finger down the silver chain to her clit and stroked her.  She glanced to see a few guests looking at him petting her, her thighs were wet, her clit was throbbing and she covered his mouth with hers  . . .

 

A few moments later, the lights dimmed slightly and a spotlight appeared over the pedestal and she looked up to see a very pretty blond with short hair step up . . .

The Town Car headed down Santa Monica Boulevard, speeded onto the freeway taking the exit towards Marina Del Rey.  She was curious about the munch, and didn’t know what to expect, but since he’d taken the time to shave her pussy she guessed that at some point she would be available for his viewing pleasure, and possibly others.

 

Arriving at the tall aqua-blueish luxury high rise apartments was discrete.  She felt a flush of modesty as the valet opened her door and she took his hand to step out.  She watched his eyes as her dress slid back uncovering her legs revealing she wasn’t wearing panties. The slim silver serpentine chain could be seen clearly running down from her tummy between her legs.  The harness tightened, spreading her labia as she opened her legs and rose out of the car.  The sting of embarrassment caused her to blush as the valet got a good view of her open pink cunt and the clip attached to her clit. 

 

Unsure and a bit disoriented, she straightened her posture, stiffening her back and raising her head.  She felt her confidence return when he offered her his arm and whispered how beautiful she was, kissed her neck and repeated the word, . . . “beautiful” . . . and how struck the valet was at seeing her legs.   She giggled and felt her nipples tingle as a wave of heat flushed over her, smiling thinking she did feel beautiful, and very wicked.

 

He had kept his hands to himself in the car letting her relax, and her imagination occupy her thoughts. As they rode the elevator to the top floor, he held her close and ran his finger over her nipples and then pulled gently on the chain as he kissed her, sending a sweet jolt to her clit.  He reached into his pocket and pulled out a thin black leather Chevron collar and fastened it around her neck. Her eyes glowed and she felt properly sinful, feeling the snug fit.  When they stepped out of the elevator she was flushed, her nipples hard against the fabric of her dress and her pussy getting wet from anticipation, and what might happen next . . . She ran her tongue across her lips to heighten the gloss and held her head high.

 

Following the corridor, they turned the corner and she giggled with delight as two women, totally clad in PVC vinyl, greeted them.  Perched on impossibly high stilettos, the first woman was dressed in lipstick red skin tight PVC that began at her ankles, and continued to cover her completely including a face mask that showed only her eyes and matching red lips. Her bust line was exaggerated with cones that came to a sharp point, and there was padding between her legs that was shaped like huge labia.  Her violet eyes seemed to shine as she smiled at them and checked the list for his name. When she turned you could see the seam was open where her ass was exposed. Elevated by the stilettos, she could be bent forward for easy access by anyone wanting her.  

 

The second woman was also dressed in all vinyl, shiny black and much much less of it.  Her shoes were tall platforms shaped like horses hoofs and had a series of buckles wrapping her ankles. Nude except for her equine-style fashion, the ponygirls' harness ran between her legs opening her shaved, pierced cunt for easy view and access, up her back forcing her shoulders back then circled her breasts lifting them forcing her pierced nipples fully out.  Her headdress consisted of large horse shaped ears and mask with a bit strapped tightly in her mouth. Her reigns were loosly braided, tied with a leather thong running down her back and the thought occurred that they would make good straps for disciplining the pony.   As she greeted them she held her hands perched like a horse rising, whinnied in greeting, nodding her head up and down.  Having a valet seeing your pussy with a clamp attached to your clit didn’t seem like anything compared to what he was missing upstairs.   She returned the girls’ smile and squealed with delight and giggles as the ponygirl turned and trotted ahead of them . . . with her long tail attached to a dildo inserted in her ass and connected to the straps running between her legs, opening her cunt more as she trotted ahead . . .

 

She heard the techno music pulsing before the door to the private residence was opened to them  . . . squealed and giggled again, holding her hands up, nodding her head and whinnieing  like the ponygirl as she turned and opened the door for them . . .

She stepped out of the shower and stood in front of him, her skin steaming from the hot hot water.  He motioned for her and she raised her foot, placing it on the edge of the seat between his legs, then spread her knee to the side exposing her cunt.  She collected her hair and lay it across her neck and shoulder where the water droplets ran down her tummy.   She opened a bit more as he pet her cunt, spread her open with two fingers, inside her. He shaved her pussy close, examining her closely and she blushed with shame, knowing he could feel her cunt creaming from his fingers pressing her clit, the sharp edge of the razor between her legs and then blushed again as she opened her legs more and heard him laugh softly.
 
She bit her lip, trying not to giggle or sigh too much, but her pussy was dripping and she caught herself pressing against his fingers and the razor. The razor was wicked and delicious, making her cunt smooth, and wet.  He moved her foot off of the seat and she immediately turned her little pink butt to him, bent over and exposed her cheeks. She squealed a little, when he kissed her cunt and then the steely edge of the razor slid between her cheeks.
 
She felt his arm slide around her waist and lift her just ever-so-gently and moaned feeling his cock between her thighs then her cheeks . . .she relaxed and opened as he put the head of his cock against her ass and pushed steadily . . .

 

He had kept her close throughout the day, using her mouth or her cunt as he wanted. She found herself wet being used so openly, and anticipating his next command seeking out telltale signals that he was thinking of something for her attention.  She didn’t wait long when he sent her to the shower, shaved her pussy, and then spread her cheeks.

 

She stood again in front of him as he ran his hands over her legs, between her thighs, and petting her cunt.  She bit her lip, but rose up on her toes as his fingers slid into her.  He turned her around, and she knew to bend slightly and spread her cheeks and shut her eyes enjoying the attention her clit was getting. When he began lubricating her ass she bent further then felt him push a large glass dildo slowly into her. He removed it, and applied more lube and opened her again. It took moments as she slowly took all of it. 

He turned her to face him again giving her time to get used to the dildo. She took a quick breath when he opened her cunt again with his fingers and came when he smoothly inserted his fingers up against her clit and attached a thin tweezer style clip and chain to her hood.  She shivered as a tympani of sensations pulsed through her clit, her nipples and exploded deep inside her.  She put her hand on his shoulder to steady herself then to his head and held him for a moment as he playfully sucked her nipples before attaching clips to them.

 

He took her by her hand and led her to sit on the edge of the bed to compose herself.  She stood and looked at herself in the mirror and saw her cunt opened slightly by the size of the dildo, blushed and felt the blood swelling her clit.  He stood behind her and ran his hands over her breasts, fondled her tummy and then took his finger, pet her, opened her lips and kissed her neck. She rested against him and put her hand to his face as he slid a harness around her waist. There were two straps, one on either side of her cunt which opened her more, running between her legs and fastening in the back.  The harness held the dildo in place but left her cunt and ass open and available.  He fastened it securely and turned her in his arms. She tilted her head and offered him a kiss and could feel her thighs wet and sticky.

 

She waited patiently as he wrapped her in a draped dress that slid over her shoulders, wrapped around her waist and was tied in the front.  She was released to put the finishing touches on very modest makeup, and comb her hair.  He slid his hands over her again checking her nipples and parting her legs. She turned around and around holding his hand. A Town Car met them at the curb, he opened the door for her and she carefully sat down and felt the sweet sensation of the harness press against the dildo.