Then I collapsed on the table beneath me. I lay there moaning and breathing heavily. My two assistants immediately pulled the fuck machine back and tu...ned off the electricity to my nipples and clit. I lay there for a few seconds, pussy and tits pulsating and twitching as my orgasm slowly subsided. As I lay there, hubby said something to my two "assistants" and they came over to me and gave me something to drink. Then on his word, they handed out small bottles to the line of people waiting on. Realizing she was beginning to masturbate, she yanked her hand away and flushed the image of Judy and an unknown lover from her brain. What's the matter with me? she scolded mentally. Thinking about her own daughter like that. And... and enjoying it.Aloud she grumbled, "And what the hell do you think you're doing in bed, anyway, Arlene French?" No sooner had Bill and Judy gone out the door than she'd stripped, got into her housecoat and flopped onto the bed.She made what she thought was a. He handed me a clipboard with several sheets of paper andinstructed me to sign. He hauled off and slapped me when I stopped toread the papers. "Just sign them, bitch."I signed. I wrote my name fifteen times, while Marisol and the big manwatched. When I finished, the man took my credit card and then handed mea shot of tequila. "Drink," he said, chuckling, "You're gonna need this,"I did three shots, and then the man and his assistants started on mypiercings. They began with two piercings in each. It seemed out of place with the quality of workmanship that she had seen elsewhere.On reaching the office, the manager turned to Sid and asked, “Did I understand correctly that you want to rent a storage box?”“Yes, is that a problem?”“No, it’s just that very few people ever rent a storage box, particularly a young man your age,” assured the manager. Normally, a box was rented by an established businessman who wanted to get some item of great value from one place to the other without the risk of.