You're in the air.

The chains pull and slither around you as you're suddenly suspended in mid-air, your face at Tara's waist as she cups your chin in her hand, making you look up at her. She rubs your lips with her thumb and, with a smile, issue another command.

"Increase weight"

You feel a sharp tugging feeling on your nipples, as if the nipple clamp suddenly weight way more than before. Tara lets go of your chin and kneels, taking a good look at your tits and weighting them with her hands.

"Fascinating, even though the clamp themselves don't seem to be heavier, the way your udders are pulled down indicate that they are indeed. Truly a marvel done by Mistress Solvene." Tara says while she examines the toys. You, in turn, don't really care how they work, you only want them off or at least lighter.

"Please.....take them off, it hurts. Or at least.....don't make them pull so hard!" You plead her, hoping she'll have some mercy on you. But your pleads fall on deaf ears as she slaps you hard.

"Silence hussy, I'm working here. For your troubles, let's see how far I can push this. DOUBLE WEIGHT!" She intones. The painful tugging becomes nearly unbearable as your nipples are pulled down even harder, and you scream in agony. Tara clamps a gloved hand above your mouth to silence you as she obverses the results.

"Truly impressive, even if they seem even heavier, the skin around the nipple show no signs of damages as the weight seems more magical than physical. This could open the door to so many new concepts of delightful ****. I could probably make you feel as if you have several kilograms hanging of your fat boobs without risking any damages. Wonderful!" She notes with glee. She lets go of your boob, sending it bouncing painfully as it hangs as she goes towards a locker on the wall. You hear her search through it but can't focus on her actions with the pain in your boobs distracting you.

She comes back in front of you, and you feel something poking your cheek. As you look up from your tits, you see her wearing a black strapon dildo, attached to her waist by one of her chain. You gulp as you realize that your torment is far from over.

"Now since I'm a generous Mistress, I'll let you the honor of lubing me before we begin your training. But, I'll only allow it if you ask nicely. What will it be little pet?" She asks you with her hands on her hips.

Will you debase yourself and beg to suck it, or will you play tough and refuse?