The shirt is tight, her tits are firm and her cleavage is beautiful and plentiful. ‘Madam, I’m debating giving you a warning or a ticket for your ...iolations.’ I look at him and, while very nervous, decide to try to tempt him with her beauty and sexuality. I put one hand on her leg near her crotch and the other one on her tit and ask ‘Is there anyway we can just go with the warning?’ I can’t believe what he does next. He reaches and puts his hand down her shirt and fondles her breast and says ‘I. As she talked, he picked up what had happened.Karen told the story in a very rapid and nervous tone of voice as one of the police officers listened. “We’d just finished our ice cream cones, and were walking to my car. That blue one pulled up and two men jumped out and grabbed Nikky. They pushed her into their car and I saw her get pushed onto the floor in the back. The man in the red shirt held me from running to the car. The man in the car was really rough with her. The third man got in to. " He's my father and I love him. I do worry about him and you. Now get dressed so we can go see him."An hour and a half later, Sara and Jake arrived at the hospital. They only had a few minutes with Tom, since he'd be going into surgery that afternoon. Jake went in the room with his mother and saw his father lying in the bed. He was staring up at the ceiling as if he was praying."Dad?" Jake said softly walking closer to his father.Tom turned and his brown eyes met with his son. "Jake! My son!. And, as I recall, you both came pretty quickly. But that’s what makes you a sub, not a hardcore pain slut. You didn’t get aroused by the pain; it was submitting to your Master that was arousing.”“I guess so…”“And that’s sort of what I was playing with here.”She cocked her head at him, unsure of his meaning.“I caressed your cheek, knowing it was scary, because of what Mistress Amy had just done, but also knowing that you would submit to me because you would ultimately trust me not to hurt you..