My husband tied my rope harness on Saturday night in the living room and placed particular emphasis on tying up my boobs before pulling me by my crotch rope, naked except for the rope harness and his favourite pair of red high heel stiletto pumps into the kitchen to "milk" me...
Well, I stopped lactating some 8 years ago, shortly after our child turned two. My husband had really liked it but it was getting harder to explain the wet patches when I leaked at work
My husband put two bowls on the kitchen counter, one containing cold milk, the other warm water... He blindfolded me so I couldn't see which was which before he guided me to bend over dipping my tits into them... While my right breast got soaked in warm, lovely water, the left was chilled in cold milk
![Hushed face :hushed: 😯](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/6.6/png/unicode/64/1f62f.png)
The two competing sensations were very strange and when I straightened up, both my nipples were stiff... My husband immediately set to licking and sucking the milk from my left breast while my right cooled off... He switched the bowls and made me dip my tits again, and the cold snap of the milk felt even more intense on my right breast which had been ignored up to now but when my husband sucked it into his hot mouth,
![Smiling face with hearts :smiling_face_with_3_hearts: 🥰](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/6.6/png/unicode/64/1f970.png)
My boobs are quite a sensitive erogenous zone for me so I really love having them caressed and groped and sucked but nipple play is really arousing for me too... Even more so, roped us as they were, so my nipples were both RIGIDLY erect by the time they'd been dipped and licked clean another couple of times each so having the nipple clamps and eight clothespins applied was SUPER intense... He pulled me by the nipple chain out of the cold kitchen
![Tired face :tired_face: 😫](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/6.6/png/unicode/64/1f62b.png)
![Sweat droplets :sweat_drops: 💦](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/6.6/png/unicode/64/1f4a6.png)
to the living room and sat on the sofa to watch me play with myself while his phone counted down eight minutes... Performing for him like, writhing and manipulating the crotchrope, that made me feel SO slutty and horny...
![Smiling face with hearts :smiling_face_with_3_hearts: 🥰](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/6.6/png/unicode/64/1f970.png)
![Fire :fire: 🔥](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/6.6/png/unicode/64/1f525.png)
So I was positively dripping after eight minutes when my husband yanked the nipple chain hard and told me to count the ten seconds... When he released it and pulled my crotchrope upwards, I had to fight not to cum there and then... He ordered me to get the largest of the nest of tables and put it next to where he sat.
"But it's full of <our kid's> crap," I complained and he yanked the crotchrope up hard into me forcing me to whimper involuntarily...
"Then move it off, slut," he said.
![Hot face :hot_face: 🥵](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/6.6/png/unicode/64/1f975.png)
Table cleared and placed at my husband's side, he ordered me to step up with one foot onto it, spreading my legs as wide as I could... Standing in the heels and trying to open my legs made this position even more awkward than when I'd been alone using a dining room chair on Friday night...
Teasing me with the crotchrope with one hand and the nipple chain with the other, he made me use the mini massage wand over my labia and the rope over my clit... When the edge came he yanked hard on the nipple chain and made me count ten agonising seconds before he'd relax it and then we'd start teasing me towards the next edge...
...and the next yank on the nipple chain...
Four lots of this and they were throbbing hot; taking the clamps off, it was so hard not to cry out in pain
![Tired face :tired_face: 😫](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/6.6/png/unicode/64/1f62b.png)
![Shushing face :shushing_face: 🤫](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/6.6/png/unicode/64/1f92b.png)
![Face without mouth :no_mouth: 😶](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/6.6/png/unicode/64/1f636.png)
![Loudly crying face :sob: 😭](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/6.6/png/unicode/64/1f62d.png)
... But I still had four more pinches to endure
![Face screaming in fear :scream: 😱](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/6.6/png/unicode/64/1f631.png)
While I recovered from having my clamps and the clothespins removed, my husband had me get in the doggy position. It was only five spanks tonight... But he wanted to make them five good ones and put the same pair of driving gloves he'd used on the Thursday night
![Weary face :weary: 😩](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/6.6/png/unicode/64/1f629.png)
![Fire :fire: 🔥](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/6.6/png/unicode/64/1f525.png)
so my ass was stinging as hot as my tits afterwards...
Speaking of which...
He made me stand up but stay bent over the nest of tables and, still wearing the gloves, alternating between them, pinched, slowly pulled and twisted each nipple until I grunted or whimpered, then he released it and would repeat with the other until he'd pinched them four times each... Oh God, give times tomorrow night was going to kill me... But then he untied the ropes harness, peeled the crotchrope from between my labia and slipped two of those leathery fingers into me
Those two edges happened SO fast... So fast I needed an extra spank to make sure the second one didn't turn into an orgasm...
And finally, he allowed me to take off my high heels and helped me on my shaking legs up the stairs to put some lotion on my ass and let me put some elsewhere while he tidied up downstairs so nobody would ever suspect what we'd been getting up to...
Wearing my bra was still slightly uncomfortable for breakfast with my parents on Sunday, but at least I was able to wear panties and so wrap up warm against the wild winter weather, even if I was a little bit "squirmy" in the cinema when they took us all to watch Moana 2...