Because of the rush to leave I failed to pack anything other than my baseball uniform. Thus, I was forced to wear Jennifer’s daughter’s panties as...they were the only thing that would fit. This lead to me waking up to Frank touching me and then putting his thing in my butt. The next morning to both Frank and my surprise his mom had witnessed the whole thing.Still in shock over Jennifer’s confession that she had watched me and Frank and that she also enjoyed when Franks dad did her in the butt I. A short chain hung from the arm’s end. I pulled Natalie closer to the arm, picked up the ring at the end of the chain and affixed it around her ball sac before locking it in place with an Allen wrench. “Now, Natalie dear, it’s time to practice walking in heels. I suggest you keep up with the arm. If you don’t….” Believing strongly in the strength of a demonstration I pulled the chain. Natalie doubled over in pain. “Yes, my dear, there are dozens of sharp needles inside just waiting to. The answer should have been, nothing. Because nothing actually happened.And yet.It had just been a simple drinks party for grown-ups, a party put on by Mum’s friend, Brenda. I was there to serve, to be the waitress, complete with a black skirt, black shoes, and a school white shirt.I was already sixteen, but since I wasn’t in the sixth form yet I wasn’t getting paid very much, but it all helped. A teenage girl needs to have some money.All the guests were older, like Mum’s age or more, so I was. ”“Jeeves, I am all ears. Show me what you would do.”I took him to the front door. “Now, when a visitor arrives at the door, one does NOT unlock the door and expect them to open it by themselves. The butler, or his understudy, ALWAYS comes to the door, unlocks it, and enquires the identities of the visitors.The assumption is that any visitor using the front door is a person of quality. Tradespeople or staff will use the tradesman’s entrance at the side or back of the house, you see.If the.