I carried that around with me all this time, knowing that with my hands I was dangerous. I was far more dangerous than the average person and definite...y not one to fuck with.Now, I sat there in the park wanting to hurt two people... but knowing that I could never go there without screwing up my entire life. So I came up with an alternative plan. One that was twisted, but just as twisted as what Betty and Sam had done to me.I set out to plan what I'd do, and today was part of the culmination of. The program I had been watching ended, it was three o’clock in the morning. I decided to call it a night. I headed to the bedroom to see how we were going to handle the sleeping arrangements, nothing had really ever been discussed. Courtney was already in the bed, covers up to her neck, just the small bedside lamp on.“About time you came to bed Brian.” she said, with a smile.“Court, I can sleep on the sofa, it’s no big deal.” I answered.I could tell I hurt her immediately, the look on her face. She pulled my face close to her started smooching I pulled her close and forget Yamini for the moment and started caressing her boobs. I managed to slide my hand behind her back and reach below her skirt.Kritika loved wearing g-strings so I pulled it to the side and managed to slip a finger into her pussy she suddenly shuddered and started pushing down on my hand moaning along while kissing me. We went on for a few minutes when in the corner Yamini was watching us from the bedroom mirror.I. Robin was in agony. She needed release. The sudden tug on her nipple, then the pain as the clamp tighten around her hard bud made her gasp. Her Master let the weighted nipple clamp fall from his hand. Robin screamed as the clamp tugged hard on her nipple. The pain sending sparks right to her clit. Master placed another clamp on her other nipple, then dropped it. Robin screamed again, her pussy clamping tight. Her Master walked behind her, running his fingers up her exposed wet slit. Robin.