Therefore, I followed a child's logic."Can I wear your clothes again?" Why would you want to do that?" She asked indignantly."Uh, so I could be the mo...my?"She didn't say anything after that. She gave me a curious look then scanned down the length of her black dress and returned her eyes to me."Did you mean these clothes?" She gave a nod indicating her luscious body."Yes, mommy." Ask me again, a little later." And that was that.Round... heck that wasn't a round. It was an intermission.The next. "Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh! Oh god, oh god!"He grunted also in satisfaction his eager fingers bending inside her, pressing her walls."Um, um yes, yes, yessssss!"He looked up at her taking pleasure from her shocked expression. Her teeth gritted as he stabbed home. Moving away he searched on the shelf finding a strange object. It was white with a long bent rod the end a bulge of ribbed rubber."What's that?" Debbie asked nervously.The masked man positioned the tip as her pussy his fingers spreading her. Now adorned with several dozen I play with them making her cringe while I threaten to insert the gag, she says Please Don’t as I play with the whirl of needles ready to push. I brush her stomach and sides as she breaths then circling her adorned nipples brushing the center making her arch, bending toward me I flick some of the needles and then twist lightly watching her body tighten as she takes a long breath. Equally I gripped several needles at a time pushing them through watching her body. While Florence told herself she went because of the music and the atmosphere, the amusement from being served by shackled and ball gagged waiters naked from the waist up appealed to a part of her that she knew stretched back to her adolescence.“2010 Retro Disco” the poster’s outside had announced and sure enough the speakers inside were blaring out Kesha’s We R Who We R, practically pinning the bar’s customers to the walls with the volume.Florence found a table. A waiter approached. “Vodka.