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Ahhh, he sucked and nibbled my nipples until my pussy began to drip steadily with moisture. I gasped - no one had ever touched my delicate nipples with such wicked cruelty before! I was not prepared to feel his warm, wet mouth on them. He tugged and pulled, harder and harder, flicking them with his fingers while I was powerless to stop him. Soon he went from gently tugging and pulling my nipples to twisting them and pulling them - roughly. My head began to spin - the feeling was so gentle, so arousing. My body confirmed what I had been wondering when he began lightly pinching and pulling my nipples. After many breathless moments, I felt his fingers begin grazing my rock hard nipples, so lightly at first, I wondered if I'd imagined it. His fingers glided over my ripe curves avoiding the tips, causing goose bumps to stand out against my fevered skin.
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The combination of excitement, nervousness and uncertainty about what was to come made my nipples harden more rigidly than ever and immediately he began to stroke my breasts with his cool hands. Deftly, he cut off my bra and let it fall to the floor, exposing my large and very firm breasts to his gaze. He was next to me in an instant and I felt hard, cold steel slide under my bra straps and between my breasts. Then I heard him open a drawer in his desk and shut it again. My breathing became short and fast and I asked him why he needed to restrain me to the chair? He replied that the senses are heightened when the body is deprived of sight and the ability to control one's environment. He then took out a silk scarf from his pocket and tied it across my eyes and then fastened two others to my wrists, securing them to the arms of the chair. He took my hand and led me to a chair and asked me to sit down. I stood stock still, afraid if I moved he'd stop his sensual caresses. He continued stroking my skin, gently brushing my upper arms, my sides, lightly across my chest, his hands barely skimming my body. His blue eyes noticed this immediately and a wicked smile played upon his lips.
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His hands felt very nice and cool on my skin and immediately my nipples hardened, standing out noticeably against the lace fabric of my bra. He came around behind me and began stroking my arms, talking all the while about the differences in sensations as perceived by the body's nerve endings. When he got up and approached me, I shivered. I could feel my skin warming slightly and an electrical energy began to humm through my body. Standing before him, clad as I was, made me exceedingly nervous. I was wearing only my black lace bra and pencil skirt and a pair of shiny black pumps. I unbuttoned my blouse and laid it aside. I was oddly excited by his request and feeling the effects of the wine, nodded. What? He asked me again, telling me that because I was failing, I really had nothing to lose by letting him demonstrate and that there really was no better way to learn than by hands on experience. I wondered if he knew?Īfter several minutes of discussing the finer points of nerve function, he offered to show me what he meant. My professor was a tall, good looking, fit man with jet black hair, piercing blue eyes and beautiful lips that revealed straight, white teeth when he smiled. He offered me a glass of wine and we began talking about the class and my areas of difficulty. I arrived at his residence, a charming brick rowhouse in an up and coming neighborhood, and he greeted me warmly at the door. I was grateful that my professor had taken a personal interest in me and wanted to help me succeed. This is a very common practice at my alma mater and so I readily agreed to meet with him one evening after lecture. Sensing my nervousness over possibly failing the class, my professor invited me over to his house to work with me on a few key topics. I had to pass an upcoming exam or I would need to repeat the course - something I couldn't afford to do. I was working at the time to put myself through school and I was really struggling with this biology class. I was a young, naive college student at a small Midwestern university and was having difficulty with a high level pre-med class. My nipple torture fetish began quite by accident.