As we stood in front of the mirror, I marvelled at the last thread of clothing she wore in the reflection: those tiny, black lace panties. Her shoulde...s slouched slightly as she sighed. But she held my gaze in the mirror. I placed my hands lightly on her bare shoulders, conscious that I didn't have a shirt on either. I kissed her ear and whispered, "It's okay." Fiona hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties. She hesitated a second, then slowly pulled them down over her subtle hips. A. Then he got some thick insulating tape and wrapped it tightly round both tits. Her tits stood straight out in front of her. They were also soon looking very red as the blood supply was restricted. It also made her nipples stand out even more.Then suddenly he reached up for a rope that was hanging from the ceiling and pulled it down. It turned out to be an elastic rope and on the end was a metal clip and he attached it to one of Alyson’s lipstick coated nipples.She yelled, ‘Ouch, that. Life in the burbs was apparently getting claustrophobic and she wanted to go shopping and whatnot. So, I invited her to come Friday after work, and stay the weekend in my tiny little apartment.Friday night, and we went out for a drink in a swanky, but dreadfully dull hotel bar. As depressed as she was, she kept up good spirits, smiling and chatting away about all the gossip back on Wisteria Lane. And I tried to appear interested, but didn't do a good enough job, because she soon suggested we. I had to ask what it was but all I got was;You just have to wait. I showered and got all cleaned up. When my lady asked me to run to the store for beer. Something is up and I was right because my lady text me to call her when I was pulling up to the hotel. When I did she met me out front. That's when she tells me;If you run past 11 to text her. Giving me a huge kiss, she hopes in the car and drives off. Then I receive a text;In the room is your surprise. I open the door to my room and there was.