Monica was unarguably the hottest chick on the dance floor. She wore a black sleeveless blouse which barely covered her breasts. It was joined by two ...hin threads tied at the back.No bra straps could be seen on Monica’s back. She might be wearing a strapless one, or she might not be wearing one at all, thought Maneesha. She matched her blouse with a beautiful gown of the same color.While Maneesha was too shy to expose even her half navel, her elder sister Monica always dressed in a very. He says it's an English game, or Australian, or something. It sounds too rough to be English to me. Don't they play, like, cricket, or badminton, or something? Anyway, rugby sounds kind of rough, but he really likes it. He can tackle and block like in football. He says it's especially fun when the field is muddy. Yuck!My recreational soccer team is doing pretty well. We won our last two games, and our coach is going to sign us up for that tournament you took the Warriors to the last couple of. "Stand up." I ordered.She stood up."Look at me."She looked at me."Stand on one foot." I ordered."Which foot, Master?"So, this is how it was going to be."River..." I began, "You have permission to speak freely." Yes, Master." she replied.I waited for her to say something. She didn't."River, I know you hate me right now..." Yes, Master." ... but I had to do something. You were a crying, useless mess." You didn't have to do that." And what else would have worked?"She didn't respond."River..." "YOU. Slave did I say you could make noise I shake my head then let it hang submissively perhaps we should teach you silence you tell me as you leave my side coming back you whisper not a sound slave you then put a pair of nipple clamps on my hard nipples . My body shakes but not a sound escapes my lips I look at you waiting for your next move you un-chain my wrists and my ankles I quickly kneel in front of you my chest pushed forward you walk behind me and grin sadistically you take a strap out and.