So many different sensations…it was becoming hard to focus, those big green eyes were starting to glaze over with lust. Carl’s hands were rough, strong, and much warmer in comparison to Nadia’s fingers that had been soft and delicate in their meandering touches. The very different fondling sensations were running along opposite corners of her tied down body, making it next to impossible for her to really focus on and appreciate just one. Well at least neither of them were being horrible to her…yet. And Carl seemed anxious to get this going, so much so that he had devised a compromise to get Jamie to call one of them Master or Mistress. Pick the one she liked better…she could do that! It was like critiquing a piece of artwork…like a performance piece! Yeah…she could do this. Just as long as she didn’t have to totally submit…<br/><br/>Things were fairly pleasant in Jamie’s little world. She was getting pet: Which she loved. She didn’t have to meet and greet whatever new person that wandered in: Awesome. And she didn’t have to have her stubborn top streak be broken: Perfect! So things were looking pretty good…at least until she felt and heard wooden clothespins start to pitter patter onto her stomach like some horrible rainstorm of her very own personal doom.<i>Son of a bitch, Carl…</i><br/><br/>“Mmm…” a tiny little moan slipped past her full lips as Carl began to tease one of her nipples with the head of the clip. But as nice as the dull wood felt, it was a reminder of what was to come. Her body began to tense up in anticipation, her hands balled up into fists and she squeezed her eyes shut tight as she felt the piece of wood close around her now very sensitive nipple. Jamie let out a hiss of held in breath as the soccer star released the first clothespin, letting the spring loaded piece of wood bite down onto her flesh. She whimpered and shifted, but didn't cry out. Well that was…different… She couldn’t figure out if it was a good different or if it was a bad different. The jolts of feeling it sent to the rest of her body weren’t exactly purely painful, there was a tiny bit of pleasure laced in there somewhere that kept her from totally hating the experience.<br/><br/>“Oh God…right there…” Jamie managed to curl herself upwards enough to push maybe a centimeter of two closer to Nadia’s warm wet mouth. Her breathing began to get faster and she could feel her body finally begin to warm up, especially between her creamy thighs. "Mmmph!" The blonde groaned louder as teeth lightly grazed over the sensitive little pebble; that was more the sort of pain that she was used to. Not the sort of pain that came with having someone tease your already puffy nipples to full hardness and then clamp yet another fucking wooden torture device onto it.<br/><br/>Jamie was probably never going to look at clothespins the same way ever again...<br/><br/>“AW COME ON!” The blonde cried out in displeasure as Nadia let the clothespin slowly clamped down onto her taunt nipple. That wasn't a warm and welcoming mouth at all! Mean! That was –way- worse than Carl’s application. Carl had sort of kept the good and the bad close to one another…Nadia had taken her up somewhere really good and then slammed her back down into a world of electric pain. Now her nipple ached as the light coating of saliva was chilled by the cool air; not to mention the fact she had a clothespin attached to it. Jamie began wriggling around to protest this cruel treatment in earnest now, knocking all of the clothespins off of her stomach and onto the wooden table. Stupid spring loaded pieces of wood! She was going to make a sculpture out of them and light the whole damn thing on fire as a performance piece later. Yeah...that'll teach those inanimate objects to screw with her...<br/><br/>Wait…Carl wanted to put what where?!<br/><br/>Green eyes glanced between the two doms that had decided to entirely ignore their new pet as they tried to hash out where they were going to put the next clothespin. Fuck…the ones on her breasts weren’t entirely unpleasant but Jamie was used to having her nipples bitten and pinched. She couldn’t very well say a girl had ever decided it would be a good idea to bite or nip at her slit. Jamie was a pretty sturdy girl and would try anything twice…but the prospect of having clips put onto such a sensitive place was making her hesitant to give it a go.<br/><br/>“Y-yeah…let’s not get all hasty and start clamping things where they shouldn’t go…” the blonde managed to stammer out as her heart began to race. Fuck…she was tied down to a table with two horny teenagers above her and a bunch of stupid clothespins on either side of her. And why did she get the feeling that neither one of them were actually listening to her?!?!