Don’t begrudge me this indulgence. I get so bored in the castle, listening to Lady Nicole.”“Very well, my Lady,” Penny said with a smile. She ...ared greatly for her mistress and didn’t mind keeping her secret.A bell sounded as Marguerite entered the shop, and the seamstress stepped out from the back room. “Lady de Carrouges! It is a pleasure to see you again,” the woman said, looking somewhat nervous.“Are the dresses ready?” Marguerite asked.“Yes, milady,” the seamstress answered, “but we need. ” She pointed over to the chain things. I got hold of the two short ones, which were about eight inches long and with clamps at either end. I looked at them closely as I walked over to the ladies, Sofia grabbed one and said, “Alan, you naughty boy, have you never seen nipple clamps before?” I was in a land I had never been to before. Val took hold of one end and Sofia took hold of the other. Then both placed the clamps over each other’s nipples and smiled to each other. As they clamped those. I don’t suppose Dennis was any more susceptible to female charms than most fervent young men of his age, experiencing as they do the demands of rampant hormones. Now, with what was rapidly becoming a diminishing displeasure with his aunt, he began to wonder what Renata would look like minus halter and shorts. He finished his recital of life events, and noticed that Renata was looking at him rather intently, her large dark eyes seeming to pierce through him. ‘Hmm, well, I must say you’ve turned. The attendent’s dark auburn hair seemed to have coppery highlights, and her moist lips were parted slightly. Miranda moved her palms up and down her thighs. Miranda saw the fine hairs on the Sindy’s thighs up near the tight panties. It was not surprising to Miranda that she felt a tingling heat inside her own pussy.Her fingers, caressing the slim thighs, traced the edge of the lacy panties.“Sindy,” she murmured.“Miranda,” came a soft, throaty reply.“Do you ever touch your little niece…” Miranda.