38 but the swamp dog wanted the Glock 22, so I put up with the damn holster dragging down my pants.With the change in clothing I felt like the Pillsbu...y Dough Boy, but I went back to my post. "I'm back Rodney," I said as I walked to the front door of the raceway entrance and office building."Roger that," he replied.When I got down to the dressing room, I asked. "You need some time alone?" No, I seem to be over my little affliction." he said."Okay then tell me why you walked to the office to. I grunt and lean back on the table, hands flat behind and my ass at the edge, but not sitting. You release my right side, and reach into the tool box, pulling out the adjustable bull-nose nipple clamps with the chain between them. One more grip to my left breast as you pinch my right nipple in the toy, then the left. I look up at you as you reach to the side and twist the screws to pinch harder. Slowly turning until I finally scream out, closing my eyes for a moment. You grab my chin “Keep them. A rather nice plug was sitting nice and tight in his hole and he enjoyed the feeling. Ian’s phone dinged again. Ian looked, it was a selfie from Will, he had run out and bought himself a bunch of rubber slave gear and was at a gay club looking for tops to be his master. This shot was of a black man and an Asian man with Will and the note said, “Daddies Henry and John thank you for helping me come to terms.”*“I need a word with Mister Greer,” Ian said walking up to the secretary, “It is a. “Uh, good one,” I said smiling nervously, “What happened to the sweats?” I asked.“Those will do, now put them on.” He said. “I assume you’d rather not have me tell your parents you’ve been sneaking my brandy?”Realizing I was caught, I dropped the towel and started to dress in the outfit he had given me. As I started putting everything on, I was amazed to see that my cock was still throbbing and hard. I turned my back to him as I finished, not wanting him to see my hard on. Finally I finished.