Hannah had a michevious grin on her face when she got home from the shops. She went up to change for cocktails and came down holding her pretty little lingerie clips.
“I haven’t clipped you little nipples for some time. So lift up your sweater and get them all nice and hard for me.”
I obeyed as she took a couple of picture of the clips.
“Perfect. These will make them much more sensitive for later.
On they went and, an hour later, they are still biting as I write. I am hoping she’ll take them off before dinner.