Nipple clamps. Thankfully, they weren’t the painful clover clamps that Kay loved to use on me when I misbehaved. I say thankfully, but I admit to be...ng torn, wishing that perhaps they had been.We had bought a new bed frame shortly after moving into our house, one with a head and foot board comprised of metal rails that served a very specific purpose in our games, one that was obvious to Cindy. I lay still, trembling with desire as she buckled my cuffs, the soft leather feeling wonderful against. " I hope not!" I laughed. "That would be so sick."By that time, we'd reached the mall. It was kind of late, so we'd only have about an hour to shop if we wanted to make it back home before curfew. If we didn't make it back home, and the police caught us, we'd have to spend the night in jail. Well, not in a cell. I mean, we'd have to stay at the police station, probably sleeping on an old couch or something. At least we'd have all the donuts we wanted, all the cock too, probably, since cops are. It was soft and pliable and hanging downward. It had shrunk all the way back down to about half the size that it was when Freddy had first exposed himself to Bea. His penis was also soaked with their combined sexual juices. And so was the stretched-out crotch material of Bea's panties, which had managed to catch most of the "sexual drippings" from her pussy.Freddy reached down, and he pulled his pants and underwear back up. He zipped up his pants, turned towards the bathroom doorway, and. More like, as Richard talked and I listened. Richard had ordered me to top Josh to overcome my subservient mentality,and just take him. There was nothing I wouldn't do for Master Richard, so I reached within and found myself ready to fuck the beautiful white man in front of me. I jumped into the bed like a bulldog. I grabbed him and twisted him around until he was face down and ass up. I ate his pink hole. He squirmed, but I wouldn't let go. I fingered him and tongue him at the same time. I.