While they lay there he told her he was imposing some new rules on her. On Monday, she was to wear a pair of the tit clips which she was to select fro... the rather large selection he had displayed on a shelf in the dungeon. On Tuesday and Thursday she was to wear only a short skirt and blouse with no under pants. On Wednesday she was to wear a cunt plug under a pair of very tight jeans or short shorts. On Friday, she was to wear a butt plug under her jeans. And, each day she was to record in her. At first I was just surprised and nervous as she began to rhythmically open then close her legs in front of me. I was of course a virgin (because who would want me and my baseball bat) and the sight of a nubile attractive woman exposing her crotch to me was to say the least a novel thing in my experience. I think I could see her "beaver" and my blood pressure began to rise as the material of her short black skirt began to rise up her white thighs with each repetition of her leg movements. But. It was really strange, because we both knew we want that and that it’s ok, but we both seemed to hesitate over doubts. I felt that I had to do something so I heard myself saying “Why don’t we hug each other?” because I thought that in the worst case, it could still have more than one meaning. Thanks god, this broke the ice and our hug soon turned into a kiss…a very long kiss, that lasted a few minutes before we sank to bed and started to send our hands off wandering…When I caressed over her. She said sam control yourself, this is not right. But there was no time to even think about all that. Now with both my hands I was squeezing her properly and she sat there with her eyes closed. I touched her pussy from over her jeans which was already wet. And I asked her naught girl, are you wet already?I slowly started to slide my hand inside her bra, for which she refused and said no no I’ve not allowed anyone to do it till now. I agreed and continued my squeezing over her top. I then asked.