Self Nipple Torment

Elise Graves pushes her large, perfect nipples right into the lens. She wants them to hurt. With her own hands she clamps them first—metal teeth sink in, she twists the screws tighter, tighter. A sharp stick follows, stabbing at the trapped flesh until she gasps. The riding crop snaps down in quick, vicious strokes, each strike sending a jolt through the clamped tips. She swaps clamps, tries a fresh set, ratchets them harder. Every breath is tight. Pain flashes across her face, but her eyes stay hungry. When the clamps come off, the blood rushes back and she moans. She takes the vibrator that made her nipples scream and shoves it against her clit. Her hips jerk. Pleasure slams into her right where the ache still burns. She rubs harder, letting the sting feed the heat between her legs until her whole body locks and shudders.