She put her feet into the highest pair of heels she'd worn since college and picked up her phone. She turned to the full length mirror on the bathroom...door.She was looking at herself on the screen and in the mirror before shaking her head. Something just wasn't right. Camille walked back to her closet and picked out a tight black skirt and a fresh white blouse.She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror when she zipped the skirt. She couldn't help but smile at the image she saw. She had just. “Have you ever tried anal Mrs G?” He hopefully enquired. I couldn’t tell a lie, it used to be one of my favourite sex activities before my ex husband left me for a younger woman. “I might have done” I replied, unable to look him in the eye for fear of giving myself away. “Oh; so you have”! he said smiling widely. “Kneel up on the edge of the couch then to receive an anal pounding from my hot dick then” He said in a commanding type way. I always loved it when a man comes over all masterful like.. I’d really like to thank her in person. Do you think you could arrange that?”“Um... sure, I guess so,” Kelly answered somewhat hesitantly, her mind racing to try and calculate the complexities of this situation. Was there a risk of Ms. London finding out about the cheerleaders’ sexual escapades? What would happen if she did?“Good, good,” said Ms. London. “Let me know. Good night, Kelly.”“Good night.”* * *Kelly Ann had just left Ms. London’s office when her cell phone rang — it was. Until my body is beet red and extremely tender. “Now, time for some more fun.”With that, he produces a set of brutal looking nipple clamps and clips them on me, causing me to choke out a moan of pain. “This is for your own good, you nasty slut. I'm training you. I'm teaching you to handle the pain. And I'm teaching you what to expect if you ever disobey me” I am in pure agony right now. My nipples feel like they are about to be ripped from my body, my body itself feels like it's on fire, and.