My first thought was about whether or not hewould have felt the pad.My concern about Mr. Land's arrival was nothing compared to the nextguests. When t...e door bell rang, I opened the door to see my parents,both of them! I tried to disguise the look of shock that spread up onto my face, and I am sure they noticed the colour draining from my skinbecause my father's brow furrowed in a frown.Remembering myself, I held the door open, "Good evening Mr. and Mrs...?"I said, questioningly. My father gave. I was also starting worry my clit would fall off. Jon went to work first, applying the same little glass tubes to each of my nipples. I watched in horror as my nubs were sucked up and into the tube till it felt like they would be ripped from my breasts. They were left like this and my attention was soon on Adrian, who had started to giggle. I suddenly realised why. In his cruel hands, he held a pair of pliers. He was snipping them rapidly, occasionally pinching at the skin on my stomach,. Well, of course, she must be punished, which sheimplores me to do, that she might be forgiven. Somehow, in the context of my duty to discipline her, I canforget that I commit a mortal sin. It is always the same; shehas prepared herself by cleansing her bowels and lubricating theorifice. She bends over the table, or the arm of my chair, orthe foot of the bed. I throw her skirts over her head. Thebeautiful globes of her behind are presented to me -- she hasfilled out a bit, with careful. All of a sudden I felt a piercing pain in my lower tummy and felt my insides gurgling, CRAP it’s diahhrea time! There is no mistaking the sharp pains from a liquid poop attack, esp when the mess is rushing towards the opening like a frieght train out of control and the only barrier is your panties & jeans! By the time I reached the bottom of the stairs I was gasping and I had to tell Cyn my predicament, much to my embaressment. ” I need to shit, like seriously. I need to get home right now!”.