"The next person who got a taste of Joy's displeasure was Steff. Joydid not waste any time by saying hi to give her boy that bitter tastehe deserved,...I thought I told you to quit it."The confused boy said, "What are you talking about?" You know what I am talking about.You joking about Ziggy and Jordan. Itold you that was not funny and you should be acting more gratefultowards my Zigs."Hearing that gave Steff a way to show his anger. The boy who wanted tobe seen in the best light possible would. Or you can just call it two people enjoying each other’s company.’ He held out a waiting hand and raised an eyebrow, ‘Now, shall we dance?’ It was refreshing to see someone who wasn’t annoyingly over-confident. Of course, he knew he was attractive and he knew that he could get any girl in this club. But he didn’t boast about it with a puffed out chest. I told myself to stop analyzing it and just let go. Smiling, I slid from the booth and took his hand, ‘Can I know your name?’ I asked. Once i have finished,you tie my hands behind my back and you then lead me back into the sitting room by my clamps, pulling them hard making sure it is painful for me.As i stand infront of you, you kiss me and tell me how much i have been a good girl so far and that i am not to let you down, you have not finished with me yet for the night.You yank off the clamps, making me bend over in pain, it feels as if you were going to pull off my nipples also.And then it comes out, the 'tit crusher'.One. "Don't leave me hanging." She gasped out.Still pistoning in and out, I reached around and began to tease her pussy with my fingers and her clit with my thumb. Keeping her balance with one hand, Emma began to play with her tits with the other. Our combined efforts seemed to have the desired effect; pretty soon Emma was arching her back in a now familiar way. I felt her ass muscles clenching around my cock; it was too much and I came, shooting what surely must be my last load of spunk for the day.