I had other plans on my mind, though before I actually got my stuff and left. I knocked on the door and Cheryl answered it. She cheerfully offered for...me to come in and she walked in front of me down to her bedroom. She was still wearing the entire cowgirl outfit she'd had on for the parade and I loved how sexy her tight ass looked in the short Western skirt she'd worn."Cheryl, you know the use of my guns, and other cowboy stuff doesn't come for free," I said, as I felt a huge hardon growing in. Wow thinks Mary to herself this is too good tobe true. I've found not just one but two new sex slaves to have fun withand who have guessed they almost look like twins as she laughs to herselfor rather they will soon be twins when I'm finished with them. Pat beginsto ask Mary about what interest her then shows her many items that aregood sellers. She then offers ideas like whips,hoods,cuffs, and assortedtoys. Then she asks if she might be looking for something more unique intheir BDSM areas this. This was pretty hot to me. I was compelled to move a bit closer, but took the opportunity to excuse myself to the rest room. On return, I sat next to her, but a little closer. Our thighs were now touching. She didn't flinch or pull away, so I figured it was OK with her. She rested her hand on my thigh as we began speaking with each other again. I patted her hand, then rested my hand on hers. We made eye contact and stopped talking. My face only inches from hers, I leaned forward to give her the. “I love being a fuckin’ whore for tits mistress” I answered. Grabbing my tits, she squeezed as hard as she could then twisted the skin sending waves of pain shooting through me. “You like that don’t you whore?” she asked. Still reeling in pain at her twisting and pulling my tits, “Yes mistress” I started, “Your fuckin’ whore loves to have her tits tortured”. Then added; “I love the pain”. Letting go of my tits, “Take your top off” she ordered and off it came in a flash. She now started to.