Aunty guided Swati to hit and pulled the chair as Bhau was asked to sit beside her. I was diagonally opposite to them and beside me was Bhau’s old f...ther aunty was to the right side on the single chair to Swati. The food was served by the servants and maids to us. We began to eat the taste food as Bhau was busy touching her deep inners and pussy. Mom was unable to concentrate on the delicious food. Bhau was successful to unhook her bra from the back as I was able to see the straps loosened from. He went to the laundry room and came back with clothespins. Libby’s eyes widened with a mix of lust and fear. She didn’t know what to expect. She’d certainly worn nipple clamps before, but those were adjustable. As far as she knew, clothespins had one setting, tight!Mark spoke softly, “I don’t know what it is about your body that brings out such powerful lust in me, Libby. But I find myself wanting to do all kinds of nasty things with you and to you. I’m going to put these clothespins on your. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not selfish. I usually let them fuck me, more than once as well. Some one-night stands have even stayed the night providing that all-important breakfast snack.Often, it’s the wiggle of my bottom or the dangle of my breasts in a man’s direction that first attracts them. That usually starts the conversation and when they see me looking towards their groin, they usually start to get interested and hard. Biting my lip as I look downwards with a pensive look on my face. I willbe face up, with two holes for my tits, they will be pushed through. The glass running from just below my neck down to my pussy. A set of metal straps under the table locking me into place -unable to move my body. Only my head would have any movement. My hairwill be in a ponytail with a cord tied to it, running back and tied taught, toa large, thick hook in my ass forcing my head back. I want my ass to be full asI am on display for you.My arms would be bound tightly to the twofront table.