Im not keen on nipple clamps, i will concede to admitting that i love to hate them, but there not something i would choose to have used on me on the times he lets me choose.
There ok once they are on and that initial sharp pain fades but its that knowing that when they are pulled off its going to be horrid, and thats what i dont like, if im not restrained i admit to covering my tits and pleading for him not to take them off. Of course they do have to come off at some point as he smugly points out, so i beg to be allowed to take them off myself..because then i can do it my way.
However it normally goes like this
him: remove your hands
me: no, its going to hurt, please let me do it when im ready
him: (with that pointed look and a sigh) no. last chance, remove your hands
so it can go one of two ways now, i either remove my hands and let him pull them off without interference or i attempt to plead some more, in which case he goes to pick up some nasty implement to motivate me into doing as im told, so i drop my hands, he pulls them off and i still get 'motivation' for not doing as i was told on the last chance warning.
Im getting better at picking option one!
But worse than that is when im restrained and i cant cover myself, last time i was on the spanking bench and he attached clover clamps to one nipple then the chain ran underneath the bench to attach to the other nipple, so while he caned me everytime i rose up off the bench in response to the impact the chain would pull on the clamps tightening them....it was horrible...in a delicious kind of way. Sometimes he will add weights and *shudder* i hate that..cant even say i love to hate them.....he would disagree on that point....hmm i dont mind light ones.
But they still have to come off, and in this scenario i cant cover myself, and he finds it amusing as he walks around the bench listening to me pleading..and i know its pointless but i cant help it...i dunno maybe i think that this will be the time he will give in (hey one has to have hope) and its torture, lying there waiting for them to come off but not wanting them to, and i make promises...pointless promises..anything to get him to let me take them off myself...i offer to suck his cock (sometimes he will oblige...funny that huh)....but its a bit like 'what goes up must come down' and so eventually....
Of course he pulls them off.