As I told you, “D” sent me a big box of goodies (or should I say “badies” because they weren’t all nice in the usual sense of the word! *wink*) Anyway, “D” said I should share the further exploits of the contents of the box here at the blog, and he’s been waiting probably longer than he expected to read any of it — but even if I didn’t take my toy talk seriously, Blackie’s extremely dedicated to his use & evaluation of new toys & tools. This is all to say that there’s no “better late than never” attitude in this (or the following) posts, but rather an attitude of giving things their proper attention.

I briefly mentioned (& displayed to members) use of the Japanese Clover Clamps before, so let’s start there.

The first clamps we tried were clothes pins; amazingly wicked things for being so old fashioned, for the porous wood can nearly become one with your tender flesh too quickly — making removal of just the wooden clothes pin tricky. And sometimes Blackie just isn’t in the mood for “delicate removals.”

After that, we tried some alligator nipple clamps (rather expensive vibrating one’s too); but the angled bit doesn’t work well for these big breasts & nipples (the narrow side pops the nipple out the other end faster than Blackie can lose his temper!).

Frustrated, Blackie walked into the local hardware store and bought some cheap plastic spring clamps with flat flexible square grooved “pads” (I say, “pads,” because they are not at all padded), more or less like these. These are about as torturous as clothes pins… They are larger, clamping down on more area (as in “entire smashed nipple”); but the larger size also limits the number of clamps which will fit in one area. However, they can be more quickly (and painfully) removed without taking skin with them. So the cheap plastic spring clamps from the hardware store were the ‘”go to” clamps here for quite some time… Until…

Until “D” sent the Japanese Clover Clamps (with chain!).

These things have a big bite — which Blackie says is only fair with such big tits.  They have, and I quote Blackie here, “a nice heft to them by themselves — plus they just look wicked.” But for me, that’s mostly “bark” and, because I’m the one who has to deal with it, more worried about the bite.

The bite has to do with the pressure, I’m sure (and I’m no engineer or scientist); but it’s the “non-stick ‘pads’” which just about kill me.  Again, “pads” because I don’t consider anything that barely gives when pushed with a fingernail to be padded. Plus, the raised dots, which may be there to prevent slipping, are deceptively fierce in their diminutive size, leaving added injury to injury. OK, so technically I’ve not been “injured” by these clamps; but they leave a lasting impression — on your nipples (and other parts ) as well as, indelibly, on your mind.

The fact that they sorely test my tolerance would be enough for Blackie to dub them his favorite clamps to use, but then there’s that chain…

Those silver links aren’t just jewelry, you know; they are A) added weight, B) the mechanism for tightening the clamps (even the slightest tug makes them bite harder), C) a nice leash to lead me about by, and D) the means by which Blackie loves to remove the clamps — first increasing the bite then yanking them off.

That chain also has other creative uses…

For example, Blackie loves to place the chain in my mouth after he’s placed the clamps on my nipples.  Doing so makes me a purposeful slut (a holder of my own leash) and provides me a reminder to keep still. And then when Blackie yanks my hair, pulling my head back, I take the chain along with it. Ouch!

Blackie’s also used the chain to help make a “zipper” with the plastic spring clamps on my pussy.  First he puts the clover clamps on (one on each side), then lays the chain along my pussy lips, and clamps the plastic spring clamps over the chain… Then, when he’s ready, he yanks off one clover clamp & then quickly lifts the chain up, ripping (”unzips”) all the remaining clamps off. (I involuntarily shut my legs when I typed that from the memory of that pain!)

Blackie considers all of this fabulous additional points for my points and other places — which bumps the Japanese clover clamps up into first place in his book. And because they are his favorites, they are now the most used. (Or maybe I should say they are the first choice; the other clamps & clothes pins are still used in other places.)

I am slowly learning to wear the clover clamps longer — on my nipples and elsewhere.  I don’t think Blackie’s minding the shorter amount of time I wear them, really; the tenderness lasts long after the clamps are removed, making me one sore slut to use and abuse. (Which is the whole point, right?)

Both Blackie & I thank “D” for giving them to me — you might want to to thank “D” too, when you use them on me. *wink*