At the other end of this strap from her nipples, dangling just a few feet in front of the girl, was a metal weight. It rested no more than an inch abo...e a box with a metal plate on its top. In fact, if the girl weren't leaning back and away, her taut breasts pulling at the strap, the weight would rest on the box. The girl arched herself backward, trembling, struggling to keep the weight away from the box. She had good reason to. From the box ran a wire connected to a pole. The pole jutted up. She smiled and smacked me again on my arm and said, so what else you want to do ? She knows me very well that I talk like that when I feel bored and tired.Then she said, you should thank god that I am with you. Or you would have gotten much more exhausted out of life. Without me you are incomplete and started giggling. I grabbed her arm and twisted at her back and said, oh really, without you I am incomplete ? She laughed and said ok baba we both are incomplete without each other, happy sweet. "You know what?" I said impishly. "My leg feels a lot better." Is that so?" Yeah." I kept playing with his chest hair. "And Mom and Dad aren't here." Really?" Really." I was really getting into this chest hair thing. "And I hear mornings are fun." Are they?" That's what I've heard. I've never had a boyfriend stay over." Look at all this lovely hair. Hmm. Do guys have sensitive nipples? Let's find out."YEEEEE!" he jumped! Well, this guy certainly does! I think I'll do that again. "LILY! JESUS!". Then to my surprise it was Jean who said “well Angela, you’re new girlfriend is a real slut, what are you going to do about it?” Angela said “you’ll see, let’s head downstairs”!!!I entered the all familiar room, the queen size bed with its ropes, the whipping post in the far corner, and the punishment instruments on the wall. I bowed my head and like a good submissive I said “I’m sorry, go ahead I deserve everything I get”. I unbuckled my jeans and slid them down, off came my black leather.