Not until he was satisfied she was unharmed did he depart.At the end of a no-doubt arduous hour, he shut down the vibrators. She was still shuddering ...hrough aftershocks, but her climactic screams subsided, leaving only sobbing in their wake. As predicted, the tongue clamps had long since detached; they bounced uselessly against her stomach. Her chin, neck, and chest were a sodden mess of saliva (and, he supposed, tears). She cried out in pain as he removed the nipple clamps and blood rushed. The less trouble they gave me, the less abuse they'd get. Because right now, as I pulled my gloves tightly onto my hands, I was ready to take the misery of the last week out on every single one of them in turn.I honestly don't remember when I'd decided to name all of the gas-powered machines in Laura Stone's garage. I'd obviously been angry at something, and found that it was more fun to imagine Diane mowing the grass, and more fun to have Liza rototilling the soil. They all had names, oddly. I had to stretch it a little to cover some pubic hair that stuck out. I thought that I’d have to do some trimming if I wanted to wear these microscopic bottoms.I took off the first bikini and stood there naked, inches from Les. I felt enormously exposed. This was different from sex in a bed. I was naked with a guy in a public store, with a thin curtain protecting my privacy.He handed me the second bikini, and as I took it, the top piece fell to the ground. “I’ll get it” Les said aloud. Not. “It’s a lot bigger than I expected.”“Well, that’s supposed to be a good thing, right?” We both giggled nervously. Even at that young age, before I had grown to my full length, I already recognized that I was well endowed, but I had not realized to what extent. It was in the days before it was so easy to download porn off the Internet and I didn’t really have a basis of comparison by which to realize just how large I was. Perhaps if I had properly understood how size could effect a woman, in.