?Pausing for a second he looks into her eyes them pushes the thumbtackdown into her tit flesh, burying it right up to the top of the tack.? Her whole ...ody goes rigid from the pain asshe feels the tack buried into the flesh of her tit.? Picking up a second tack he moves to top ofher other tit and pauses, before slowly pushing another tack down into the softflesh of her other tit.? ?Such a lot of tit, little pear.? He says and start to toy again with her clamps nipples.? ?I wonder how many thumb. And if you give me anotherbang-up orgasm, that would help settle the score even better."As I moved back down to my previous position I was smiling inside. Thiswas incredible. A longstanding fantasy was about to be fulfilled. Atthe same time, the prospect of what I was about to do was in some waysunpleasant. And it was an act that couldn't be forgotten by either of usonce I had committed it. It might be a step forward or two steps back.I knew my wife would be agreeable if I decided to. Well, let’s get this show on the road.’ Jen pulled out of the parking space, in order to circle the block. They had decided that it would be better for her to pull up to Robert’s apartment, just in case he happened to be looking out the window for Melissa. ********** Robert set down the phone and shook his head. Man why did this shit always happen to him? Here he was ready to have a nice quiet night at home, and she had to fuck it up. She being little Lissa Grant. God if ever there was. It was all leather and whips and chains and clamps and netting and bondage, which was something I found extremely uncomfortable. So I decided that I would talk to my cousin Roy, who was gay, and openly so. He had come out to his family when he was eighteen, and I had always admired his forwardness and the fact that he wasn’t ashamed of himself. It was who he was, and he embraced that. I went to visit Roy the very next weekend. He didn’t live very far from where I did, which at that point was.