The power of the clamp when mixed with a good Mistress / MasterPart 1 The applicationAnticipation is a wonderful mind game. Shackled, the sight of som...one squeezing together the clamp to open it jaws prior to application sends my pulse racing. My nipples never need sucking or stretching to erection. The sight and thought of the clamps application is enough. A clumsy hand combined with a number of attempts to apply the clamp in the perfect way is enough to sell the virtues of a heavy gag. One. She stroked the cock a few times and said, "That was pretty good." She rubbed the cock over the outside of Jacks lips and then carefully over the rest of his face. She let go of it and it bobbed up and down in place a little."All right, Jasmine. Let's see how far you can get that thing down. Get it back in your mouth." Jack did so. "Now get it further down your throat. Come on." Jack pushed his face forward and started to gag and sputter. "I know you can do better than that. At least get it. I had noticed at the station that there were an assortment of railroad train services going to every nook and cranny of the entire east coast. I had selected the Union Pacific one because it was a slightly cheaper ticket and I was familiar with the design of the passenger car.There was no comparison between those rudimentary transport cars and this streamlined passenger car built with the comfort of the passengers a top priority. I was reminded of the difference between the Wells Fargo. It had been weeks since she arrived at the farm, and the two girls was still sharing a matress. Lisa had started to suspect that the delay wasn't accidental. A week had passed since she spied on her master and Sara's nocturnal adventures but the memory was still clear, ingrained in her mind every time she closed her eyes. She pictured Sara's pussy and ass being spanked with the thin rod. She saw the maid willingly parting her legs in anticipation for another lash. She saw Mr. Karlsson getting.