I was getting turned on and liked this idea, so I accepted the request and reached up and began tickling her tummy as she laid on her back. My hand wa... under her top and I could feel her panties. she was getting into it and then she said I have to use the restroom. I pulled my hand out and after she left, I adjusted my cock. I was hard as all fuck now. She returned and laid down next to me again and said OK star. I reached up under her top and placed my fingers on her tummy and was rubbing. Force me to put alligator clamps on my nipples, connect them with electrical wires and then switch on the power button. Then I must get forced to turn the knob of the control higher and higher till my breasts are dancing wildly due to the electrical torture. Intensity and duration of the nipple torture should be under control of the visitors who watch. Touching the alligator clamps must be strictly prohibited and removing them shall take place only after Your explicit approval. Force me to. In addition to my unreasonable height, I have a face not even my mother loved. ‘Fleshy’ and ‘strong boned’ are not words of endearment when describing a young girl’s features. A scar or other disfigurement might have helped. Those are subject to surgery. As you might image, my high school years were not pleasant. Sean, the rich and powerful brother I mentioned, was always my protector. He is several years older and acted as my parent for most purposes. Mother and Father fought with each other,. Peewee up thru college. And I was good. All thru school we had Doc K as our team physician. Her name was Kendra Irons but everyone called her Doc or Doc. K. I always found her sexy, curly brown hair, beautiful green eyes and face with a great smile. And these legs, smooth and tan. Over the years she started to look tired but I still found her to be sexy, I mean those eyes and she always seemed to flirt with me. I had asked the other guys and they did not feel the same about her looks or about.