Her hands stroked around me and came to my breasts, lifting them and pulling my nipples. I felt the sharp embrace of a clamp on my left nipple, then a...ain on my right. I gasped and my head arched back onto her shoulder. Her lips touched my neck in a vampire’s kiss. She let the chain fall so that the third clamp was hanging at my crotch and I knew it was there, ready to burn me. Her nipples were hard against the bare flesh above my corset. Hair caressed my shoulders, then she moved away from me. Devlin, it’s Evan. Wow I almost didn’t recognize you. Someone told me that you didn’t run this place anymore.’ He had a monster grin on his face as he said this. Evan really hadn’t recognized the old cook when he had come in. He really hadn’t expected to see him here. Evan had heard through the grapevine that the old cook had passed away a few years ago. Of course, Evan wasn’t going to mention this to him. ‘Evan, Evan…’ The old cook scratched his head trying to remember who he was talking to.. But I wanted to be controlled! I wanted to be abused! We talked about it, and agreed that an old-school chauvinistic relationship would be best. I started telling my boyfriend how I had been watching porn and masturbating at least two hours a day for the past few days, even though we had both said wed take a break from that. I wanted to get him mad. We talked about rules. No watching porn or reading literotica without permission. Ask permission to shower, masturbate, or sleep. Ask permission to. It took years to get all of them." Tim answered Julie's questions for a while as she crawled all over him examining each of his tattoos. Eventually she steered him back to his phone and the naughty folder. The first picture in the naughty folder was a large breasted woman with a chest piece that extended down to her belly button."I don't think I could do that," said Julie."It's hard," Tim replied, "The breast bone is sensitive." The next picture showed a quotation under a woman's breast "Those.