I resisted reaching out and touching him with every fiber of my being, fighting every urge of nature with an equal moral urge that shouted, ‘NO! Don...��t break the spell. Hold it in your hands and heart and let it fill you. Be uncomfortable in its presence, let it dare you. If you touch him, you will die’. Every time now I wonder if have the willpower to restrain myself from some dastardly earthly desire or another, I think back to that night, and wonder if there ever was a woman who showed more. I had on a light skimpyspaghetti string top that was also transparent and fithigh enough to show my belly. I wasn't wearing a braand my tits showed through the material. The material waslight and cool and my nipples were visible. My nipples werealways hard because the office was air conditioned. I didn'tmind though, because I really enjoyed the tingly feelingthey gave me. Sometimes I'd play with them and makethem even harder which also made my pussy hot and start throbbing,so sometimes I'd. Silently, he clamped two more clamps to her nipples, and then laced a delicate chain through them, finally clipping it to her clip clamp. Kev stood back and pulled on the chain. Lisa felt a red flame course through her clit, up to her nipples, and back down to her pussy. The last item he put on her was a ornate collar. He threaded the chain through a hoop on the front of the collar and padlocked it shut. Kev turned to leave the room. Yanking on the chain, he forced her to follow him. Lisa felt. We were both laughing hard now, and I was still peeing, this time all over her stomach and pussy.“You great clown!” she exclaimed once we had stopped laughing. What did you do that for, fall on top of me like that?”“Me!” I replied. “It was you that fell over, and tripped me up!”“Still, you pee is all warm on me,” she said. “But now I am all covered in sand.”We picked ourselves up, and brushed the sand off as best we could. However, the rain has slackened off slightly, so we ran down to the.