I walked to the end of the table, between her legs, and ran a finger down the opening of her pussy,she moaned, then gently tapped it with my crop,she ...queeled, but the gag stopped anything loud,i tapped again this time twice in a rapid succession,tap,tap,she bucked,i then walked to another table,where layed my tools, i picked up 2 nipple clamps and put one on each of her now hard erect nipples,then i chose a whip, i began slowly swinging it closer and closer, to her pussy, with a smack it made. ”“Give me a try, maybe I can,” I said to her.Her cheeks a bright red with a cheeky grin on her face, “Think you can help with this?” she asked with a little giggle. I am positive my eyes about bulged out of my head and my jaw hit the floor like a sledgehammer when she slowly lowered the items she hugged to her chest. I was right when I said she appeared to have a huge rack because she did and to top it all off, she had two wet spots on her tank top which made me understand why she was being so. I was speechless, I knew it was me but it didn't look like me. The hair, eyeshadow, lip stick. I went from the farm girl look to a porn star look. "Well?" Amanda asked, "What ya think " The room was silent, no sound but the muffled music from down stairs. I managed to snap back to reality and said "holly shit, I love it."The girls celebrated in cheer. "Now your ready to mingle"So there I stood. Long flowing black hair. A shirt that hung about three inches above my belly button, my nipples. “More” I say breathlessly. “I need more”. You reach your second hand down, leaving my nipples alone, and place it on the mound of my pussy. I know what’s going to happen next, and I can’t wait. You pull your finger out of me and replace it with 2 fingers, and slip your hand so that your fingers can flick my clit. At that, I am about to scream, I cum just from the initial touch of your fingers. You start to laugh, “Hmmm,” you say, still laughing “that was easy!” I moan, “I’m not done yet!” keep.