Master brought out a bag of clothespins. Both Master and Mistress had fun put a variety of pins on my body. The started with nipples, putting one on e...ch nipple to begin with. I winced from the pain. With a grin they moved down to my balls, making sure I was okay, Master and Mistress put on a number of pins on my hard cock and balls."I think she is looking pretty good," Master said, "how about some wine." My Master proceed to sit down on the couch and enjoy some wine watching with enjoyment as. I know that we all feel lousy after what we did a couple of nights ago, but, is there anybody here who regrets doing it?"Mom started to raise her hand, but then stopped, with a determined look on her face. Everybody else sat there with a kind of dazed expression, as if they didn't know how to answer.I continued with, "Well, I don't regret doing it! It had to be done! Those evil parasites were hurting defenseless people, and most of them had been doing it for years. If anybody wants to drop out. Pulling the visor down to block the sunlight from glaring through the windshield like a tractor beam she patted her upper brow and also on her nose where small beads of sweat were forming rapidly. Desperately she was using her fingertip to try to blend the powder as to not look pale and corpse-like. She touched up her lipstick and fluffed her bangs that were now beginning to look stringy from sweat. She was worried. She wanted to look her very best for Him. She anticipated this moment and now. "That would have been too weird, even for me!" Mom isn't a prude. She wouldn't have minded." She smiled. "Don't worry. I'll ask Wendy later. Just bring the magazines over tomorrow." Uh, thanks." He pulled into a parking space in front of the home electronics super store. "I'll try to remember to bring them."Once again, Bobbie felt eyes upon her as she entered the store. She suddenly felt self-conscious in the snugly fitting jeans and tight little tee. Her nervousness grew when she saw one of.