..your sensitive nipples are on fire from the cold sensation...after they are fully erect....I snap a clothes pin onto each one making you cringe in p...in..."now slut...time to get started on that sloppy cunt of yours".... ...as you lay on the bed...nipples stinging with pain....you feel my hands caressing your body....you wonder how someone can inflict so much pain and humiliation at one time, then become so sensitive and sensual a minute later....may finger tips gently glide over your cheeks,. " How would you do that?" Mark asked knowing full well how it was done."You have to suck it out." Mandy replied. Another pleasurable sensation shot through her as she thought of her lips sucking on her son's tender skin. She tightened her grip on the back of her son's leg trying to get a hold of herself. She moved her head in close, parting her pouty lips she pushed them down over the bite, his hairs tickling her nose,.Mark let out a little gasp as his mom's lips touched his skin. His cock. "She looks away. Face red. Hand reaching out all on it's own to grab the back of a chair."The guy got caught and somehow you came out of it all squeaky clean. Your wonderful life intact. You were oh so very lucky. Except. Except you took the papers outside to your back deck to take the pictures. I was watching from my bedroom window. Playing with my camera. It was not until the story hit the papers that I started to wonder. Did a little editing zoom and there they were. The very plans that were. It was different because it was you. But you made it clear to me that I wasn't going to just close my eyes and imagine myself as anywhere but where I was, having sex in front of hundreds of people, aroused beyond belief, showing everyone what a wanton slut I was. Those were the words you used, right?" Among many," I said. "Alicia showed me the power of words, and I thought you would be more aroused if I used them." What made you use 'slut'? You know I hate that word and would normally slap your.