.. I left it on ... it won’t start. Time for ‘womanly wiles.’“My battery is dead ... my kart won’t go,” I batted my eyes and asked, nicely... “Would you carry my kart home in your pickup?”“What makes you think I have a pickup?”“You look like a small pickup kind of guy. Maybe a Mazda or a Toyota ... if it’s a Toyota it’s a four wheel drive.”“See ... Toyota,” I said. “But ... a flatbed? That’s so cute.”The pipe frame go-kart isn’t heavy ... if you take off the batteries ... which I can not do .... When I opened the door, it was Master.A mess of emotions ran through my mind. I knew I couldn’t act on my anger, so I took a deep breath and somehow, I fell back into my slave persona. I felt the bonding as well. Damn that fucking collar!“Master! I haven’t seen you since we were parted.”“The chairman of Nissei Konos gives you the highest compliments.”“Who?”“You knew him as ‘Jerry.’”“Oh.”“You seem upset.”“I ... I miss Shirley.” I knew Master didn’t have any interest in my child. Would he get. Look what I'm doing to you for that matter. Shouldn't I hurt a little, Mitch?"He nods, a single quick jerk of his head."You think I deserve more pain?" I ask. His eyes widen a little, then narrow. He nods."Open the drawer of the coffee table." He does as I ask. "Know what those are?"He nods. "Sure, they're clamps." What do you want to do with them?"He eyes me. He starts to speak then closes his mouth. He leans over, pulls my nipple up between his fingers and lets the clamp snap closed. I hiss. One was around 5 foot 3 tall and has a really low cut top on, which exposed her ample cleavage. “I wouldn’t mind a bit of that,” said Tony to his best man. At which, John went over to talk to the girls. Soon they all followed him back over towards Tony.The girl walked straight up to Tony and flung her arms around his neck, kissing him deeply with an open mouth. Her tongue swirled around his mouth sending shock waves to his brain. Tony responded and wrapped his arms around her neck, pulling her.