The remaining length of chain connected, through a long spring, to the cruellest nipple clamp the slave had ever seen - unlike the clover clamps it kn...w, which simply grew tighter as their chain was pulled, the inner spiked clamp would dig in cruelly whatever happened with the chain. The outer portion, on the other hand, would both tighten and pull away from the other, crushing and stretching the already tortured nipple even further.Of course, the slave had little time to consider the. Continue, please.”“So later on, I was in the kitchen, preparing for dinner,” Alma continues without missing a beat until her younger sibling interrupts.“Mmm, yes,” Fiona mutters. “It was very nice. I could see the sexy outfit she put on when I went downstairs to the kitchen. She was wearing an old shirt that barley covered her ass and it was only buttoned up a little. She was walking through the kitchen all teasingly. She stretches and bet down.” Fiona tries desperately to convey the situation. Je me dis que c’était peut-être le moment de me déshabiller pour la rejoindre, ce qui n’aurait pris que quelques secondes. Je commençais à déboutonner ma chemise, quand j’eu l’idée, afin de meubler le silence que je trouvais gênant, de lui dire : « tu es si adorable, j’ai très envie de faire l’amour avec toi ». Grossière et dramatique erreur. J’avais pourtant toujours fait preuve de douceur, de délicatesse et du plus profond respect, mais en une fraction de seconde, elle s’était recroquevillée. "How about you?"Tommy nodded and said nothing more. No more words were exchanged as Lori fed him the lunch.As the last spoonful of pudding was eaten, Lori leaned over and kissed her brother. They separated and smiled at each other."Tommy," Lori started, and then grew silent.Tommy started to reply but Lori held her hand up to silence him.Taking a deep breath, Lori had decided to just say what she wanted – "Tommy, I want to make love. Can we?" Ahh, sure, err I mean of course, yes," Tommy answered.