And...” She looked over the rack with a finger on her chin in concentration. “How about some nipple clamps?” She took a blister pack containing ...wo metal nipple clamps connected by a chain and held it up.Jess took it and inspected it. “Hmmm ... probably still a bit much for a first time, but I’m thinking these will work great on my husband so we will take them anyway.” She held the package on the side of my chest, imagining the clamps dangling from it. Amelia laughed again.“Here, you can’t go. Again I was confused and he leaned over and gently squeezed my breasts through my blouse, asking if that hurt and I had to say it did not. He boldly started to unbutton me and I did not complain so he slipped it off and then removed my bra and a man was looking at my fully developed breasts for the first time. He caressed them and made the nipples go hard, watching my haloes spread right across the front of them before sighing and telling me what a wonderful sight large tits like mine were on. After I dressed in cutoffs I walked back through the house and went into my detached garage.The rest of the afternoon I worked in my garage except for the thirty minutes or so I spent quietly eating my noon meal with my cheating slut. We only spoke to each other when necessary. I didn't help clean the table as I normally do and all I got was a glare.By supper time I not only had a plan, I had the items I needed to put it into action gathered. I went into the house. If not happy, I was resigned. “If you can tell me what it is, I will fuck you with it gently. But if you can’t guess correctly, I will fuck you and then give your ass a slap with my belt.Lexie nearly panicked! Then she realized why Lori had insisted on a safe word. This helped her relax, knowing that if she really couldn’t handle what was happening to her, she could make it stop. Lori might control the situation, and her body, but she had final control. She felt safe. Ah, she thought, that’s why it’s called a safe word..