..God I want more....He adds another cable , joining my breasts together, pulling at them as I feel the additional pressure building......they are get...ing harder, sensitive, changing color....My pussy leaking heavily now, as I watch Him peel of the packaging from each needle He is about to push into my nipple.....I feel the needle entering directly into my nipple, slowly....one after the other as He forms a flower bud with the needles...I don't count the needles, my mind is already floating. ..." He continued, from the kitchen, "you will treat her with the same courtesy that you would extend to any other visitor in My home." He would be making me pick her up. And treat her kindly. And bring her back to His house as His welcomed guest! He had to be kidding!I flopped down onto the couch and sat staring at my boots. My feet were sweating and my boots felt suddenly uncomfortable. I reached down and unzipped the right one and yanked it off, tossing it away from me. It hit the tile floor. Keep calm. Whatever else, you’ve gotten their attention, they’re all staring at you, only more curious than surprised. They’re opening their mouths wide—which isn’t an aggressive power display—it looks more like a yawn. No, Slavsin tells me it’s a sign of derision. You need to regain the upper hand. Put the fear of God into them!”“Listen you, you ... dragons,” she said, in anything but an authoritative tone.“Uh, you’re not looking at any of them, turn you head thirty degrees to the left and. My best friend name is Ban. We're both 18 years old and just about to graduated high school. Last Friday night was one of those hot muggy nights. Our doorbell ranged at just after midnight. My Mom opened it to find Ban standing there crying. Her "Date" just threw her out of his car.To get through the boring part, she asked to spend the night. That meant she had to call her Mom, who had to talked to my Mom...and on and on. You know how parents can be.Finally, I got her up to my room. I had to.