As the clamps tightened the pain sunk deeper and deeper into her breasts. Once He was satisfied that the clamps were tight enough to punish her the M...ster retied her hands to the top corners of the bed. The pressure of her body pushing down on her breasts intensified the pain making it all the more difficult to ignore. Once more the paddle descended on her bottom rocking her body forward with each blow. With each movement of her body the pain in her nipples screamed in echo to the pain. He kept this up for most of the evening as her cum ran down her leg. Then he titty fucked her pulling on the twine making her cum time after time till she was soaking wet with cum. He had sprayed his cum over her tits each time he came. He then rubbed his hand over the cum she had running down her legs and rubbed her own cum over her tits. He slipped a finger into her cunt to scoop out the cum in there and rubbed it on her nipples. He layed her down and began to lick the cum from her delicious. Leaning back against the button for the shower I let the warm water sprinkle all over my swimsuit, my swimsuit soaked and tight against my skin, my nipples not hard but showing clearly through my swimsuit. As I leant back my waist was out in front, my cock stretched out as I wrapped my small hand around my girth and furiously began wanking. I heard footsteps across the wet floor as I looked out of the gap of the shower cubical door to find Emily coming out from the pool and go to her locker. I. “I’d be proud to carry a child knowing it to be ours.” “Isn’t there a bit of a problem in either of us fathering a child?” Josephine wondered. “The father doesn’t matter! What matters is that it belongs to both of us: even if only one of us is the biological mother. I would so like it if we could have a child. We could call her Emma or, if it’s a boy, Robert or Charles or something.” “Yes, we could. But we need to find a biological father.” This was not of course a particularly difficult task.