“I’m Yvonne Tyler, by the way.” “I’m Kelly, this is Heaven and Suzie,” said the woman in the middle pointing to the women to her left then...right. Yvonne extended her hand, “Nice to meet you ladies.” They shook her hand and proceeded to talk books. It was then the girls invited Yvonne to their Saturday book club and read the new book Yvonne recommended that week. It was how their friendship grew so quickly. Now, tonight, that friendship was being somewhat tested for Yvonne. She didn’t know if. God, the women of this island were hot. Everyone should be a billionaire. Money would be worthless.It was clear, this clinic was a Fuck Island clinic. These nurses wore minidresses. A red heart patch rested over every left breast. Their great legs were marketed in white thigh high socks. Their hair was tied back in braids or buns and adorned with those old paper nurse hats. They wore rubber gloves. There were stethoscopes at hand and all the trappings of a hospital. This was still a sex. She carefully removes the other clamp and places them on the table. She would like to rub and massage her nipples, to ease the pain. But it is not permitted.After a few minutes, as the pain eases, I reach over and, in full view of the other customers, squeeze first one breast and then the other. I allow my thumb to rub each nipple in turn. This only makes them stiffen with the sweet sensation of remembered pain.We are nearly finished with the drinks, ready to leave and return home. But first. The orgasms that followed were intense, making her feel like she would tear herself apart.They talked a little more as they took the next load of bags into the main house and down to a section Monica called the "sub rooms" and when she returned she saw Bill in the lobby talking to Doug."Got to run Monica, there's Bill." Jennifer said.Monica said "Have fun Jen. See you later."She approached Bill and hesitated suddenly. Should she greet her Master or should she just approach head down.