Her ass-cheeks now glowing, I paused a few seconds, then held big handfuls of her tushie in the palms of my hands and began squeezing hard.  Ann yelped and squirmed as I squeezed, pinched and firmly massaged her stinging ass cheeks.  I commanded her to stand.

Ann was still breathing heavily from her spanking, when I began to tie her in a standing positions.  Rope around her ankles, her knees, her thighs, above and below her bra, around her waist and tightly through her crotch, hands tied securely behind her back.  When I pulled down her bra, exposing her breasts and nipples, Ann shuddered.  Despite Ann’s incredible capacity to enjoy pain, there is one part of her anatomy that is more sensitive than any part of her body.  Her nipples.  Her  beautiful, firm nipples.  When Ann anticipates my REMOVED her nipples, she actually becomes frightened.  And sensing her fear, arouses me.  As I gently caressed her nipples, her heartbeat became faster, and when I caressed her nipples with sturdy wooden clothes pins, she gasped, understanding that these tight clothes pins would soon be squeezing down on her tender nipples.  After applying these common REMOVED devices, I grabbed a handful of her hair, caressed her neck, her cheek.  I enveloped her ear with my warm breath, then whispered, “it excites me so much, knowing that your nipples are in excruciating pain, knowing that you willfully except wREMOVEDver I choose to give.” My words gave her pleasure, and I continued to softly caress her neck, her arms, a gentle kiss behind her ears, my fingers occasionally flicking the clothes pins.  When I sensed that Ann was near tears, I abruptly removed one of the pins.  The REMOVED rushing back into her nipple brought a scream to her lips. Before she could recover from the shock of having the first pin removed, I abruptly removed the other.  Now, I turned her body towards me, and embraced her.  While she trembled, I hugged, wondering “how much pleasure can Ann accept today.”