’ That thought was still in my head as I tore the tights and panties from her body. I’d expected to feel physically excited but I didn’t start t... get hard until I started squeezing her breasts forcing the nipples to pull tight and harden.Standing at the side of the bed, I removed my trousers and jockey shorts then knelt on the bed beside her head. She was still struggling, but as I started to wipe my hard cock across her cheek, she suddenly calmed down. I reached behind her head and released. Once in her car, and - okay, right, right, you don’t need to know the details. I’m sorry.God, seeing you with this broken face is better than all the sex I could ever get from you.No, I wouldn’t say I love her. Yeah, I know you do. Yeah, we probably won’t last as a couple. I mean… I’m not even out. You wouldn’t out me to the world, would you? Thank you. That means so much. I need to stay in the closet for now. My parents would never understand. But yeah, I’m graduating soon anyways. We won’t. Now, this is nothing fancy or expensive, rather simple ‘AliExpress’ stuff, battery-powered, which when used optimally, can still give, er, interesting, results. This is the type of stuff: So there I was, my tiny little clitty, all hooked up… (And very rare not to be locked in chastity!) … and then neatly tucked away in some sweet little panties. But that would be way too easy, just plugging the cords in and zapping away. I was smiling, but not for long. So next came the nipple clamps, biting. 'Tomorrow,' she thought, 'tomorrow none of this will matter any longer.' She reached for the blade she had set on the edge of the tub.There was pleasure in the pain, comfort in the idea that she could still feel something, at least for now. She stopped the pressure to examine the small drop of red forming on her inner arm. The steam had built into such a thick curtain around her that she was having difficulty focusing on the veins beneath her skin. Putting down the razor, Connie reached for the.