The power of the clamp when mixed with a good Mistress / MasterPart 1 The applicationAnticipation is a wonderful mind game. Shackled, the sight of som...one squeezing together the clamp to open it jaws prior to application sends my pulse racing. My nipples never need sucking or stretching to erection. The sight and thought of the clamps application is enough. A clumsy hand combined with a number of attempts to apply the clamp in the perfect way is enough to sell the virtues of a heavy gag. One. I slid his shirt back over his shoulders, taking the jacket and shirt to the floor. He definitely worked out. "Fair is fair," he said. James put my arms up in the air and pulled my shirt off. He smiled when he saw the front clasp on my bra and unsnapped it, letting it fall to the floor. My breasts spilled free and his hands tightened over them. I saw his eyes darken and he glanced up at me before he sucked the right one into his mouth. My head fell back and I groaned out loud. I was pretty sure. I grabbed the other one and stepped into the bedroom. I told Tina to stand at the giant window in front of the couch.I came back out wearing nothing but the robe. Chuck sat on the couch looking nervous. Tina stood at the window with a naughty smile on her face. without his jeans on I could see Chuck's legs beneath the robe. As instructed, he was wearing stockings.I told his wife to strip.She pulle the zipper down quickly. She knew how to please me. Her romper slid off her curvy body to the. . what kind of stuff, Coleen?" I don't think I oughta tell you that, David. You know? Stuff they shouldn't be doing. Not with other people, anyways." She suddenly sat upright and drew her shoulders back, showing off the round fullness of her developing breasts. "Do I look different than last time you saw me?" Uh... you mean than last year before you moved here? Yeah. Uh, you're growing up, Coleen." With some fast mental arithmetic he put her age at twelve, almost thirteen. She wasn't really.