.. a clit clamp.I totally wanted to test out Grandma’s old-fashioned equipment, but I really wasn’t sure how much electricity they might deliver. ... pushed the curtain fully to the side and found that each of the plugs was apparently connected through a wire-wound rheostat like the lights were. As I carefully examined each dimmer, I realized that most of them were set almost as low as they could go– except the constant one which powered the vibrator. It was turned to what appeared to be about. To my surprise, tears formed in my eyes and I started to cry as she held me in her arms. ‘It’s okay, darling,’ she cooed, ‘it’s okay. You’re still my baby.’ She released me and held me at arms length, studying my face. ‘Look, if this is too much, then we could forget it. After all, now that you’re okay with me and Claire, you don’t have to go through with it anymore. Especially if it’s upsetting you.’ Turning away from her, I lowered my face and thought about it. Was it too much? Did I really. Now all i was interested in was humiliation and punishment and the dressing did nothing for me apart from making me feel silly and humiliated! Anyway, time passed and my thoughts turned towards the wearing of female clothing for pleasure, now that that interest had entered into my mind i couldn't stop thinking about it. I had no idea what cottaging was, all i knew was that there were certain areas and toilets where it was rumoured that men went to to have fun with each other. I knew several of. None of my earlier clients required a treatment to the level I have planned for her.While she is receiving the oil streams I shall go and prepare breakfast. It would be a full breakfast for me, but she will get a bowl of selected fruits.After 2 hours the oils stream has stopped but the oil is still dripping from her body. I send in 2 of my maids to massage the remaining oil fully onto her body. The maids in the special treatment area are especially select by me. Due to nature of their job they.