I like nipple clamps, pumps, pulling and twisting. And Judy tried these, but she didn't care for them. She did learn how to work them on me when I use... them. And she learned how to pleasurably torture my nipples. She learned how to slap my trussed up balls and cock and she began to loose her fear of hurting me by learning how to interpret my movements and vocalizations as to my level of pleasure.Well, the big thing about being a submissive bottom is that I like to be made a bitch every now and. I thought this might be my chance. Perhaps, being naked as hewas, he was setting the scene for my entrance to see what I might do. Mymother was nowhere in sight and I assume she was upstairs, asleep. To testmy hypothesis, I chose to come in the front door, the noisiest of theentrances to the house. If he wished to conceal his nakedness, he wouldstill have the option of putting shorts on or going upstairs. I opened thedoor, closed it gently behind me, making sure to create enough sound forhim to. But to her relief, her mom slowly began unbuttoning her blouse in an almost dreamlike state. Alli couldn't help but smile. It was working! Alli watched as her mother slowly stripped down completely naked and stood waiting for her inspection. Overall, Alli was very pleased with what she saw. Her mother was starting to go soft around the middle and her breasts were starting to sag but overall she was still looked fantastic. Honestly, Alli had to admit to herself, her mother was still hotter than. Although my dress was far too wide for the doorframe, a gentle squeezewas enough to allow me through, my hoops snapping back into place as Ientered the slightly more spacious hallway--slightly being the operativeword. Many of the other girls were already dressed and assembled, chit-chatting excitedly as they awaited further instructions from Gretchen,standing literally hoopskirt-to-hoopskirt in an ocean of chiffon. Someof the belles were wearing light green, others baby blue, others.