What lay inside looked like a coiled silver snake, but was actually a very thin, but very strong silver chain that was attached to the bottom of the c...mpartment at one end. On the other end was what could only be described as “The Nipple Clamp From Hell”.A torture device really, in any other time period. It was spring loaded like a clothes pin, and when opened by applying pressure to the flat pieces on the back end, it displayed a row of very sharp metal teeth which looked liked something you’d. It was an annual ritual she endured, and endured quite willingly.There was a detail about the punishments that struck Cecilia as very odd. Tiffany's fiancé, Vladik Dukov, was the cop responsible for punishing her. It was Tiffany herself who insisted that only Vladik should be the officer administering her switching. At first Cecilia assumed that Vladik was assigned to punish her to administer less severe strokes, because he was always very courteous and respectful every time Cecilia ever saw. " Is she? What day is it?" It's the seventh day of November." Really? Well I'll be jiggered! It's my birthday too! I'm turnin' sixteen."Her face got all smiley and she said, "Well then I guess I need t' make two cakes. Happy birthday, Willem! T' my way o' thinkin', that means you ain't a boy no more." She stepped over to the bed and gave my dick a squeeze under the blankets and added, "Course you been a man in some ways fer quite a while now, ain't ya?" Then she leaned down and kissed my. "If he's fucking her it only goes to show that he's got no taste, no taste at all!" What?" she looked up at me through her tears."He's got no taste mum, he's gone off to drink brown ale and left champagne at home!" Oh Jamie" she lifted her head up and kissed me, not on the cheek, or motherly like on the forehead, but on the lips and it wasn't a peck either it was a full blown, man to woman kiss! "Someday you're going to make one lucky lady a very good husband" Mum, right at this moment, the.