A head pieceextended up from the back of the chair. It was adjustable so that a semi-circularpadded support could rest just behind her head. First, he... bit was adjusted.There were screw holes in the centre on either side of the control bar foradditional fittings. Into each of these a metal gear-piece was screwed; thesehad, on the other end, a right angle facing upwards and a ring for the fasteningof control apparatus; similar to the normal parts of her bit where her reinscould be attached. With. ” “Yes, I know that.” She looked a little sad, and some part of my heart fluttered with compassion. “Perhaps,” I suggested, not thinking, only reacting to the wide-eyed, mournful look in her pretty eyes, “we could just tone it down. Not – not do things in public and involve other people?” “We could.” She seemed to weigh the idea for a few seconds, and some color flooded back into my black-and-white emotional turmoil, color that got swept away with just a few words. “But where would be the fun. Shontay was still yanking Laura's hair, but Laura was all over Shontay's naked upper body in a flash, squeezing her small breasts, pinching her nipples, though not as sharply as Shontay had pinched hers, then sucking them voraciously, hungrily, yelping at first as Shontay took a few more hard pulls of her hair, then groaning softly and sucking hard."Oh! Oh!" Shontay gulped, quickly overcome by Laura's fierce passion, her fingers relaxing, releasing the clumps of Laura's hair she had been. .. wow, Tamara really is giving it to Jordan super hard!” I noted while enjoying my sister’s slick, delightful ass.“He better get used to a life of servitude, bondage, pain, discipline, and strict bottoming. I don’t see any Topping in his future, do you?” Wendy laughed as I pumped in and out of her bottom repeatedly.The way that Tamara relished doing what she did to Jordan was telling. There was clearly some pent-up frustration and rage there. Admittedly, I hated the son of a bitch every bit as.