“Oooh,” she gasped. The next clamp fitted over her erect right nipple. “Does that hurt? Does it feel good?” “Yes! Yes! Lovely!” “More?�...� “Oh, yes, please! Lots more!” One by one I attached the pretty decorations to the rounded slopes of Natsuko’s breasts. A tiny silver bell hung from each clip, and they all tinkled delightfully as Natsuko wriggled and squirmed with pleasure. Then I stood back and admired the artistic effect. She was gasping with the pain and the excitement, and liquid was. We drove out, the radio was on, as we drove I noticed the outline if Barbra's pussy. I kept staring it looked good. I took out my phone and pretend to get it, I got a better look at her pussy outline. I don't know if Barbra caught me looking or not.15 min later we arrived at her apartment. We got the grossry and went in the building just my luck the elevators were full, we managed to get in one. I got in first, then Barbra we were squished. I was in the corner and Barbra infront of me, a man. I dumped out my boots and let them dry a bit while I watched the girl from the corner of my eye. I drew my big bayonet and wiped it clean in the weeds. Then I emptied out my ammunition pouch and checked to see that my purse was still tied to my belt. I wrung out my stockings and put them back on. The girl pulled off her ruined stockings and tossed them away. She had strong looking legs and thoroughbred ankles."What now?" she said when she finished with her corn and wiped her fingers on her. "If I asked what it would take to make me your master, would you tell me?" Yes, I was naïve.She shook her head."Then I guess I'll have to find out," I said as I held out my hand. All I needed was to touch her skin in some way and I could get a glimpse of her memories and try to determine what made Vikkor her master. Then I had to figure out a way to convince her that Vikkor did not make a good master. Sure.Alexandria looked at my offered hand, "What? You want to shake hands like warriors about.