The woman's silence seemed to suggest she had said something wrong, or unexpected, and there was tension in her body as she vanished, the feather suddenly gone. She tried again, searching for something else.<br/><br/>"S...sometimes he bites me. Not hard, just the feel of his teeth on my neck while he holds my chin or cups my breast. It makes me feel...owned. Like I'm his, entirely."<br/><br/>She gasped as the clamps went onto her breasts, her body jerking softly as there was a sudden, tugging pain on her sensitive breasts, though she tried to hold still, shivering softly.