His chainedhands brushed over enlarged nipples, and they *tickled*. He rememberedone girl, Alice was it, or maybe Jill, who had a thing for *his*nippl...s. She had a way with her tongue, licking at the vestigial nubs onhis chest as he reciprocated with finger and thumb. Well, these aren'tvestigial, he thought, and then the cold chain brushed across his leftnipple, catching it roughly between forearm and steel. Ouch. He lookeddown, to see it elongate, bringing back memories of other, rougher. The skirt was tight enough to make the panty line visible. The size of the boobs was accentuated by the push-up bra, which I discovered later. I had seen her many a time while video chatting. But her hotness made me dumbstruck. I recovered quickly and requested her to join me in the room.In the lift, she said, “Looks like you find me hot,” while pointing her gaze towards my dick. It was already very hard inside my denim. I smiled sheepishly and nodded in agreement. Before I could utter. The flailing of the victim was dramatic, but useless, as the interruption of oxygen supply quickly shut his body down. Ken Shamrock kept the hold on for about 40 seconds, well past the point where the man had gone limp, before jerking his neck upwards once. A hard SNAP elicited a groan of arousal from the fighter, who could then focus on the other man.Totally dazed and desperate to grab onto anything so as to get up, he took hold of the first thing which seemed firm. Sadly, it was the left leg. Parade for me as you would for a customer." What, dressed as we are?" asked Martha, "Or stripped as we are in the evenings?" Please yourselves," the man said, "But you won't attract much custom dressed like that!" Who are you, and why are we doing this for you?" ventured Martha."Never mind who I am or why, just do it!"He seemed so much in authority that most of the girls started to strip, but Martha stopped them with a gesture."Why should we give you a free show? Can't you afford to pay.