The caster nods to himself, pleased at what he sees. He reaches out, smacking and adjusting the clamps, pulling and tweaking her nipples as he does. He turns back to the chest, rummaging around. "Not bad, but these may work better." He straightens up, and quickly yanks each clamp off, then leans in, with the small objects he pulled from his chest. At a few muttered words, pain erupts in each nipple, as small, silver rings are magically attached. The caster nods at what he sees, then reaches out, looping his finger through one of the rings and gives a rough tug on the already sore nipple. "Hmm, perfect for leading you around, isn't it?"