Her cheeks burn as she feels the shame of acting like a servant, something that is not common in London.We sit and discuss the day. She tells me what ...he has achieved, and admits to the small failures that will result in her punishments later. The clamps are still tight on her nipples, not easily seen by others. But she knows now that the real pain will come when they are removed!We drink a little more. After about fifteen minutes, I tell her to remove the clamps. I expect her to do this. Thay put me back in the car and tell me to sit quiet and say nothing.looking through the front windscreen I can see you being pushed roughly on top of the hood.Two guys,one either side of you hold you down across the hood as a third starts to rip your clothes off,you start kicking and screaming trying to fight them off. Soon they have the top half of your clothing off your tits are glorious in the dark light,the guys either side of you start to rub and kiss your tits then proceed to nibble. After supper he quickly excused himself and went to his room to 'study for his test'. For a long time he lay reading, at least he was turning the pages, looking at his nails, but he was too excited to take anything in. At last he drifted off into a dream-filled sleep.When he awoke the next morning he had at first forgotten about his nails. So he was quite shocked when he reached out for his clothes on the chair and saw the pink nails! A small panic gripped him. Quickly he got dressed and. Her pussy wasn’t completely shaved, leaving a fine field of very short blonde hair. As he watched she started to stroke it with her hand.“I can go days here without seeing anybody, so why put clothes on?” Her touch made her lips respond by becoming fuller and plumper. “Just like a peach,” she said slowly, her finger tracing the slit between her swelling lips. “Do you want to taste my peach?” Her voice trailed off, but Geoff didn’t need a second invitation. He crawled up the bed on all.