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Ha.Talk about a metaphor.That’s exactly what Nick was getting tonight.Avery hoped he was enjoying it as much as she was about to enjoy herself.
ChapterThirteen
Nick
“Mother fucker!”
Nipple clamps fucking hurt!
He glanced over at his brother, who was standing and watching with vast amusement on his face.Luke not only was wearing his clamps without protest, he’dbeenwearing them for the past few minutes while the students received theirs.Olivia had taken care of Connor and Q, while Nick had opted to have Master Law apply his.
Sam had reacted with what sounded like a sigh of happiness to having hers applied.Q had cursed under his breath, and Connor sounded like he was breathing hard… but Nick could barely contain another shout.
Fuck.
The damn things were throbbing.His nipples were two tiny points of pain on his chest, and not in a fun way—not that he’d ever thought anything about pain was fun.A part of kitchen work, yes, but actually fun?Nope.This wasn’t changing his mind.
But Avery had marked down on her sheet that nipples clamps were a go.
He glanced at Sam next to him, trying not to be obvious since she was the only woman in the room who currently had her breasts out.Nick wasn’t trying to ogle her chest, although she had a gorgeous pair.He was trying to understand her reaction.Her eyes were half-closed, and even though she’d obviously felt the pain—heck, her bigger nipples meant they were being pinched even tighter, right?—her reaction was so opposite of his, he wondered if hers was the typical submissive reaction.
No, not submissive.Masochist.
Like his brother.
Nick winced when he looked at Luke again.His big brother met his gaze evenly, still grinning with amusement.
I can do anything you can do, dammit.
Yeah, that brotherly rivalry was going to get him into all sorts of trouble in this class.
“Once you’ve applied the clamps, you need to keep a close eye on your submissive,” Olivia said, walking up to Luke and patting his shoulder before turning her attention back to them.Beside Nick, Q was flexing his hands at his sides.Nick tried it to see if it helped.Maybe a little.It was distracting, at least.“Different people have different pain tolerances.Luke’s pain tolerance is pretty high.”
Nick made another gagging noise as quietly as he could so as not to draw Olivia’s attention, but she still shot him a look.He endeavored to appear innocent.Next to him, Q was grinning but didn’t otherwise give him away.On his other side, Sam still seemed lost in her own little world.
Her reactions were making him feel a lot better about putting clamps on Avery, despite how much he disliked having it done to him.This was probably good, though.If he’d only seen Sam’s reaction, he wouldn’t have realized how much the fuckers actually hurt.So, he got why Olivia was doing the practical demonstration.
“Some clamps will be easier than others.These tweezer clamps are often the easiest for men because of the size of your nipples, but we’ll go over spring-loaded clamps, clover clamps, and clamps with weights as well.”
Next to Nick, Sam winced when Olivia got to clover clamps and winced again at the idea of weights.Onstage, Luke appeared to be impassive, which meant Nick had to be as well.
It was going to be a long night.
Avery
She was having such a good night.
They’d moved to a table after tasting a few of the meads, each of them choosing a different one.Domi liked the sweetest one, Rae went for one that was heavier and more robust, and Avery liked the spicy one.Apparently, every Father’s Day, the meadery made a batch with the spiciest rated pepper available—this wasn’t that since it was a limited batch—but the ghost pepper mead was freaking delicious.
Hanging out with Rae and Domi, some amazing mead, and a delicious cheese and fruit platter—she was one happy camper.
“Okay, I am fully converted to mead.”Rae sighed happily after taking a bite of cheese and another sip of her mead.“I cannot believe I’ve never had it before.”
“It is kind of niche,” Avery said with a shrug.“I have seen it at more beer and wine stores, but that’s a fairly recent development.”
“Well, I’m definitely taking some home with me,” Domi said.“Especially since I can’t have more than this one glass since I’m driving home.”
“Good call.Maybe we can all get a bottle and have a girls’ night in next time.”Avery did like going out, but she didn’t want Domi to feel left out.
