Clover clamps.
Okay, so we tried ‘em out the other day (no, no pictures this time; got too distracted. Next time.
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I have very sensitive nipples that will respond well to the lightest of touches, caresses, and kisses. They can also take (and respond well to) quite a lot of pain. Honestly, I’m not really sure how that can be, but I’m not complaining.
I have a pair of tweezer-style clamps that have yet to be put on me by someone other than myself testing ‘em. They’re interesting, but I have a feeling that if someone else put them on me, they’d end up being far meaner about it than I was to myself. So while interesting, nothing too insane. They also slipped off relatively easily when tugged on.
When I got the clovers, I tried one on my finger. It was supertight, and not only stayed put when tugged on but got even tighter. I got nervous.
The other night CK and I were watching a movie (Street Kings. Quite good, if you’re into gritty cop dramas) and when the movie was over we just cuddled for a bit. After a little while, he said “I got an idea!” and got up to dig through my toybag. He came back with the clamps and a grin, and I got even more nervous.
There was a little warmup play, with the boy teasing and tugging and pinching my nipples. After a few moments (next time, I think more of a warmup should be in order, but we were both pretty eager to try the new toys), he clamped one of the clovers onto my left nipple.
Holy shit. As hard as my nipples have been bitten and pinched, there was something more intense about this thing, and I think I whimpered. He paused to watch my reaction and make sure I was okay (partially just because I think he enjoyed the reaction), then moved to my other nipple, teasing, tugging, and finally clamping it.
The boy started teasing me then, lightly stroking the still-exposed tips of my nipples and tugging periodically on the chain connecting the two heavy clamps. I was being very vocal, crying out and whimpering, and I simply couldn’t help it. It was insanely intense. He tugged on them once to get my attention, then said “Count backwards from ten.”
At this point, my brain wasn’t focusing enough to do any such thing…but he kept prompting and tugging until I had no choice but to start the count, calling him an asshole in the process. He got a huge kick out of that, I think. *grin* I counted backwards, needing occasional prompting (read: tugging) as to the order of the numbers, and when I reached one he quickly took off the left clamp.
Holy shit AGAIN. I’d heard they hurt more coming off…but didn’t realize the extent until just then. I cried out loudly in pain and surprise, and he quickly put pressure on the poor abused nipple to let the pain subside slightly. The right went just the same, and damn. It hurt like hell, and it drove me completely insane. The clamps had been on for maybe two minutes.
We went through the same process again, and I realized that I both love and hate those damn clover clamps. *grin* I can’t wait for more experimentation…
By the way, did you realize that clover clamps are named that because they’re made by a company called “Clover”? And that their actual use is as a sewing accessory? They’re called ‘bird clamps’. I got the link from Cheap BDSM Toys. I found that link on one of the DIY groups on Fetlife. And if you haven’t checked Fetlife out yet, do so. I’m Pantherapardus there.

mmm I’m interested in getting some clamps and trying them sometime. Sometimes I can take a lot of nipple stim, like the time mine were beaten with a belt… I managed to divert the pain and get into the sensation. Of course, the pain came in bursts, and clamping is a whole other thing.. still would like to try. Maybe I should start out with clothes pins…
Great review
Oh, the beating with a belt thing sounds both scary and fun…
I can usually divert the pain and process it pretty easily, but CK making me count actually pulled me back into my head. He did it on purpose, too. *snicker* Clothespins are actually a lot of fun too. I’d definitely try ‘em out. -Panthera Pardus
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What I love it clothes pins tightly attached to my nipples while I am either having my pussy eaten out by my husband, or sticking my vibrator firmly on my clit. The intense feeling of the nipples being pinched by clothes pins intensifies my climax.