Not pain, submission

"It's alright, I can take it, Sir." Adriana answers with what looks like the combination of a grin and a grimace. You had no doubt about this remarkable woman's ability to take anything you can dish out, but that was not exactly what you wanted to know.

"I see," you tell her as you trace the edge of her cheek with your thumb, "but does the pain make you horny?"

"Kinda, because you put them on me." Adriana bites her lower lip in hesitation before continuing in a rush. "In all my best fantasies I'm captured, and the men who bind me can do whatever they like." Her breaths are rapid and shallow and the golden chain jiggles on her tits catching the light as it moves. "With this chain on my tits you can lead me around like a tamed calf. That's what makes me wet!"

"And are you wet now?" You ask while pulling gently on her nipple clamps knowing full well that her juices were running down her thighs.

"Goddess yes, Master!" Adriana groans in frustration. "Are you going to fuck your virgin captive soon?" She asks, growing even more excited by the minute. "I can't stop you, you can do whatever you want to me and there's nothing that I can do about it."

"Maybe, once you've earned it." You growl menacingly, and Adriana gasps in excitement. The coarseness of your tone combined with that fact that her wrists are securely fastened behind her and her tits are throbbing from the clamps biting into her swollen nipples has Adriana moaning with pleasure.

"What do I have to do to earn my deflowering, Master?" All sorts of wicked ideas of how to **** her to show how much she wants you flood your brain: from having her dance for your men downstairs to licking your ass while you sit on her face, but instead you choose something a little less ****.