She never wears bra while sleeping which could clearly be understood as her nipples were very apparent beneath the night dress. Ashok snatches the rem...te from savita’s hands, ‘No thanks, let me find something else.’‘Alright, you pick something’‘Oh look ‘Dayan’ is on the premium channel’ said an enthralled Ashok as he found a film of his taste to watch.‘Ok we can watch this. How far into the film is it?’ Savita questions as she decides not to argue with his husband over what to watch like school. Glumly, I used the master password and looked up her address. It was a tad inconvenient going by the adult bookstore for the nipple clamps and making it to her apartment by 7, but I did it. I rang her doorbell, and she met me at the door and came right out.She got in the car, smirking. “Let me see them.”I showed her the clamps. She opened a button on my shirt, licked the end of a couple of her fingers and rubbed my left nipple, which immediately got hard. She clipped the clamp on and it. This was repeated on our right hands, it was really painful.Mrs McCluskey explained that it would stop us rubbing our bottoms better and the sore finger tips would stop use masturbating for a day or two.The girls were dismissed and I was kept behind.This was due to the mater of the mess I had made on her skirt.She took the cane back to the cupboard only to take out a slightly thicker one.‘You have two options 6 months detention or the cane on your bottom and a treat’I was between a rock and a. I felt hotly sexy and also very nervous. It was now five to two. At two o'clock there was a knock at the door. She checked it was the masseur and then opened it. He appraised her body and apparently approved. He spoke very good English. He said: “You look hot. You’re wearing too much.” He undid the sarong and let it drop to the floor. He appraised her again, now she was basically naked. He was wearing cycling gear. The bulge in his Lycra shorts got suddenly bigger. She went very wet between.