EXTRACT FOR
Phoebe's Playhouse
(Alexis Alexandra)

"Dammit Phoebe, stop trying to turn me into a...you. Not that that's a bad thing but I don't like pain even a little."

"I didn't think I would either but now I can't get enough of it. Please? I mean, you're about to inflict serious pain on me so the least you can do is wear weighted clamps on your nipples and pussy."

"Absolutely not." Seeing the pleading look on her best friend's face turn to pure disappointment nearly broke Aliza's heart. She let out a sigh. "Fine, I'll wear the clamps but that's it."

"Thank you!" Jumping with excitement, Phoebe knew exactly the pair of clamps she wanted to put on her best friend's nipples. Shaped like metal circles with screws on either side ending in small, ridged rectangular plates in the middle they looked like any normal pair of ring clamps but these held a special little surprise. Grabbing them from the small plastic container she kept them in, she walked back out of the closet and waited for her best friend to fully strip before reaching up and placing the first one over Aliza's left nipple.

"WHOA! What do you think you're doing?"

"These need to be carefully placed so hold still." Making sure the ridged plates were perfectly parallel on the sides of Aliza's nipple, Phoebe screwed them tight until her best friend softly groaned. She then did the same to the right side. Smiling, she grabbed the outer screw of each clamp between finger and thumb and gave them a hard counterclockwise turn releasing the spring-loaded fourteen gauge needles contained within.

"UHN! What the fuck was that? It felt like...oh hell no! Tell me you didn't just...you did didn't you? You just pierced my fucking nipples." Looking down, Aliza saw the tiny bead of blood forming and knew her suspicions were correct. "What the fuck Phoebe?"

"I'll let you use them on me next but not until after you brand me. And don't worry, the one's you'll be using on your pussy don't have the needles. Also, do you prefer barbells or rings?"

"You're fucking insane! And rings," Aliza sighed, knowing is was useless to argue.

Returning to the closet, Phoebe grabbed three pairs of small clamps from their hook on the wall, a labia clamp and spreader that looked like four curved pieces of metal designed to not only clamp the outer labia, but keep the wearer spread open as well from another plastic container and weights from another before returning to see her best friend still staring at her clamped and newly pierced nipples.

"What the hell is that thing?" Aliza asked as she watched her best friend screwing open the spreader. Phoebe explained and Aliza just closed her eyes and tried not to let the embarrassment get the better of her as she felt her left outer labia being gently pinched between the cold metal by her best friend's delicate touch.

Adjusting the top and bottom screws to move the inner bars along the bolts and thus spreading her best friend open as wide as possible, Phoebe did the same to the ones on the sides to keep her tightly clamped. Resisting the urge to lick, she then placed the three small sets of clamps along Aliza's inner labia and then proceeded to add weights until she groaned. "God, I love you!" she proclaimed. "Can I please suck your clit?"

"I...I'm not..."

"No is a viable answer, Aliza, so please don't feel as if you're obligated to...

"Do it," Aliza softly replied, her nervous voice barely a whisper.

"Are you sure?"

"Dammit Phoebe, just do it!"

"Do what?"

"Suck my fucking clit!"