I couldn't think and was dealing with the anxiety of what was happening and then I was also dealing with the fact that I was...hungering...for what wa... happening. His hands felt good. When he went to undo my bra it was a little too soon for that and I fidgeted away from that and he stopped. He kissed me again and then worked his way down my body and held his head against my belly and hugged me. It was a very intimate thing and I could not help myself as I held his head to me. He undid my skirt. “Then what happened?” Mom prodded.“I put my arm across two pieces of wood and smashed my wrist with one of those hard-rubber hammers.”“And then they took you home?” Kris asked hopefully.“Hah!” Diane said bitterly without a trace of humor. “Then they made me pull my tits out with the nipple rings while they beat on them with anything they could find. And I had to thank them after every stroke, too!” The girl held up her hands and it was easy to see where they had been struck in the process.She. Writing this was almost like therapy to assuage any remnants of guilt I may have had over how this all occurred. All has turned out very well but I took a risk that it may not have …. and, I do have a fondness for oral exhibitionism.I’m a very happily married woman - for almost thirty years - a mother and soon to be grandmother of 53 this year (2015). Married to Dave with whom I share a profession and a successful business - small suburban accountancy practice.I think I can say I’ve had a. Any noise that she made would be picked up by the mike. This would activate the box and cause her clit and pussy lips to be shocked. The louder the noise, the harder the shock. If she screamed too loud, the shock would get quite severe.That wasn't the worst of it though. Nope. The worst was what he was going to do to her small tits. Or more accurately, to her large, pink nipples.Ed took a fat, pink nipple and began rolling it in his fingers. It was hard in no time. He attached a clamp to it..