understanding my dark dirty side....... PART 1 I first became aware of nipple clamps in my early teens..... As I became sexually aware seeds were planted that grew into an interest in nipple clamps.... When I was mid teens & babysitting my siblings I went foraging in my mum's room looking for hidden xmas presents, but instead I found something that was going to both intrigue me & lay the foundations of my increasingly dirty mind........ I'd found a very graphic & VERY rude (in a delicious way) period novel, set in a Russia that still had Tzars & where Russian aristocracy were to be obeyed & every whim catered for..... I can''t remember the title (i wish i could!) BUT I can remember how well each detail was described firing my imagination & fueling my increasingly frequent masturbation..... & like a teenage boy had his fav bits of whatever porn he'd laid his hands on, this teenage girl had fav pages..... When I first discovered one of my later fav bits I remember blushing deeply though there was no-one there & shutting the book quickly placing it back in my mothers hiding place like it had burned me!! I made myself read it with the pretence of i might lose the thread of the story, but after reading that same bit each time allowing myself to get more & more into it for the scene to make sense I have to tell u a little background of the main characters, The Lord & Lady who owned the Russian Palace, their 'housekeeper' who's main role was to mould the girls to fuck & perform catering for thespecific kinks of both their master & their mistress. The master required HIS girls to be part of his 'puppet shows' performed mostly for the gentry (though 1 or 2 'ladies' enjoyed the show with their men) & if u were lucky u got to be one of his on stage performance puppets, lucky because his many rehearsals meant u were excused of household chores or you had to be an audience puppet to be controlled by whichever member of the audience u were given to. The lady of the house was far more unpredictable & prone to temper tantrums which she often took out on her evenings entertainment both her girls & her boys Back to ‘the’ bit of the story, despite matrons best efforts the master was unpleased with the girls readiness & willingness or rather the lack of when they were presented to his guests.A visiting Dutch man noticed this & commented that he had had the same problem, but that he had found a solution. He asked the master to send him a girl to demonstrate his solution, she was made to stand in front of him & push her titties out, he then began smacking them & pinching them hard until she squirmed when they were quite swollen & erect he whipped 2 metal clamps chained together from his pocket and firmly attached one to each, then he told her to bend over to reveal her wetness, the Dutchman reminded his audience that no one had touched her there yet - the master smiled broadly..... As he took his cock out & offered it to the girl’s mouth who eagerly obliged he said “& instead of reluctance to suck look how greedily she’s sucking it now” So each evening before the girls were presented they had to get their nipples smacked & pinched ready for clamping supervised by the master - who now had had leads made which attached to the chain because he loved the theatre of leading them out by their swollen tits..... So there you have it, this is how my love of rough nipple play began... & Though I loved to read this part of the book, it was years later I remembered about this & tried them for myself & they really do keep me in a constant state of frustrated arousal, making me VERY compliant & horny as hell though no-one has lead me round by them as yet ...... or indulged in my game that i dreamt up some years later....
