"Almost..." she heard him mutter and then his footsteps retreated for a moment before returning. His fingers pulled at the halter of her dress, baring her breasts beneath the ropes and then he kneeled, taking a nipple between his lips and sucking lightly. She moaned. Fuck, that felt amazing. He continued for another moment and then retreated, blowing lightly on the tight flesh and then she yelped as she felt the clamp of metal against her nipple. Focusing, she steadied her breathing as he repeated the same action on the other side. These nipple clamps were harder, colder than the rubber-tipped ones, and she could feel that a chain dangled between them, though she couldn’t move her face down to see it. 