I lost my balance in my high heeled shoes and I would have slipped to the floor except I was held up by the hand between my legs. My weight pressed Jo...n's hand harder against my pussy lips and clit until I regained my balance. Damn, it felt like he was trying to crush my tits and my pussy. "Listen to that and stop begging. Quiet," John commanded with a harder shake between my legs. Moving his hand and fingers, I could hear the wet sounds coming from beneath my dress. "That's right, whore!. ”“I guess but do you mind swinging by my place first I have to drop off some money for my mom before she heads to sleep and maybe shower really quick.” “No problem she said not to come over for a while anyway.” So we headed back to my apartment. I pulled out four hundred dollars in cash I had made over the past week and dropped in an envelope on the table and wrote MOM RENT on the front. I didn’t have to pay rent but my sister was four years older than I was not working or going to college and. As Itried to get use to the biting pain on my throbbing nipples walked backto the picnic table where he had his gear laid out. Returning I saw thathe had his riding crop in one hand and something I could not identify inhis other hand. I did not have to wait long to find out just what hehad. Master Brian held up two very large fishing weights and as Iwatched he attached then to my nipple clips. As the clips snapped shuthe dropped them so they yanked unmercilessly on my swollen nipples. Iwas. Gia knew what to do with the boys the top would snag. The feeling of a thong riding up her ass made Natalie feel beyond dirty. She liked it.She wasn’t confident to try one of the bars by herself and there weren’t a lot of all ages hangouts in Truce. McDonald’s or Burger King made Natalie ill to consider them. She seemed to have an aversion for junk food. The pool hall off of Ash Street was way too far to walk. The mall near the river was overpopulated with nitwits. She sought herself some.