Since we began my nipple treatments, I’ve been thrilled. Twice a day, every day, my nips are treated with suction, clamps, pinching, rolling, and tugging. The results have been spectacular. I’m now proud of my nipples and love showing them off!
A side benefit of all the treatments has been my submissiveness increasing exponentially, and how much more often we have sex! We rarely go more than two days without Brick bending me over the bed, a dining room chair, the table, or anything else! We used to have sex regularly, but maybe only once a week and always in the bedroom.
Now, we’ve made love in every room of the house, the back yard, the car, in our camper, and once in a public bathroom! (The bathroom was at a bar that was rented out for a private party and was a single occupancy one, so no one was going to walk in on us!)
I adore when Brick gives me my treatments. A month or so ago, he decided that in order for him to do them, I’d have to ask for them. During the treatment, I’d have to thank him by sucking on his cock, something I eagerly agreed to! He now uses clothespins, clover clamps, and clips connected by chains or weights on my nipples. Wearing the weighted clamps while I’m on my knees attending to Brick’s delightful cock is one of my absolute favorite ways to begin or end my day!
Now, though, I’m happy with how my nipples look, so there’s no real need for continued twice daily treatments. In fact, by continuing these, my nipples would continue to grow, which I don’t really want now. Brick, then, has decided that the treatments themselves will end.
“However, that does not mean I won’t still manipulate your nipples whenever I want to, correct?”
“Oh, absolutely correct, Brick!” I quickly agreed.
He laughed, then cocked his head. “Look. Since we began this, you’ve become more submissive than I’ve ever hoped for. You seem happy with that, though.”
I nodded my head vigorously. He was right on both counts.
“Good. I’ve been happy as well. I want you to think about something. But just like when we began your treatments, you decide. Not me. You decide for yourself, not because you think this is something I want.”
“Okay,” I answered, a bit nervously.
“You said that getting your nipples pierced was something you’d think about at a later time. I want you to think about it now. Your nipples are the perfect size for it, and getting them pierced won’t interfere with further, let’s call them maintenance treatments. You think about it all you want, and let me know if you decide you want that, okay?”
I threw my arms around his neck, pressing my clamped nipples into his chest. “I HAVE been thinking about it, Brick. I want that. I want my nipples pierced. I want you to put pretty rings in, leash them together, put bells on them, and do whatever else you can think of to them!”
And now, a week after they have completely healed, Brick presented me with a new set of jewelry. I LOVE my nipples!
