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“Nnnunghh?” grunted Martha Adams as a sharp pain from her left nipple jolted her awake. Blinking away the sleep from her eyes she looked down at her breast and was aghast to see a large evil looking alligator clip biting into her tender nubbin. It was the type used by most electricians with serrated jaws designed for a firm, tight, solid connection. Her nipple was engorged with blood to a deep red stiffness, but it was no match for the strong spring and sharp teeth of the steel gadget digging into her flesh. She groaned, knowing all too well she could do nothing to remove it. Her Master wished it to be on her poor nipple and there it would stay! ...