”“Just instinct then?”I ask her what is instinct, and she explains that it is feeling of animals that leads them to act without thinking. I know...men may do in this way too, my reasons were not so but I can find no better way to speak it. I tell her yes, instinct.“Would you have done the same thing if you’d thought it was a real policeman?” she persists.“It was feeling I had from this man that makes me act so,” I tell her. “I do not know feeling of real police, so I cannot say. But if police are. She put out one finger and gave it a little push to keep it going.Emma stood up and walked around to Jess’ other side where she repeated the process. She hadn’t checked that clamp first and it was, unknown to her, set much tighter than the first. She had no way of knowing that our nipple clamps weren’t always used only on nipples.Jess’ gasp was much more genuine and she tried to close her legs involuntarily. The spreader bar prevented that, obviously. Jess shrieked.“Are you ok?” Emma asked,. It isn’t crazy, necessarily, just part of human existence,’ I glanced at the clock. Time to wrap this one up. ‘I know that you liked Chloe, but consider that her actions that night may have just brought out the fact that you wanted out of the relationship, that you weren’t comfortable, and this gave you an excuse to leave a bad situation. Now you might be feeling guilt that you dumped her, and you’re considering going back into what may even be an abusive relationship, simply because you feel. It was heavy on the cleavage, and tight around the waist. It had a little frill around the bottom giving a bit of bounce to the bum as she moved. When she finally composed herself and sat down beside me, we really hit it off. I bought us both drink after drink, and we talked and laughed and got a little handsy. About an hour later we both decided we were into this and I offered to take her back to my place. She agreed.As we walked out of the bar, a text came through on my phone. It was my.