She was standing right next to me. I felt my heart miss a beat.“Thank you, I’m looking for some new bras.” Of course I’m looking for some new ...ras; this is a bloody bra shop. My first words and she probably thinks I’m simple or stupid or something. “I see, Miss, my name is Penelope, perhaps I can assist.” Reprieve, she didn’t walk off. I started to explain about my friend, the cookery course and the two pounds. I felt like a silly little schoolgirl talking to a pop star. “Well, Miss?” I was. She tried to twitch her hand from his grip but useless because he had hardly clutched it. Then Carl roughly grabbed and squeezed her nipple, sending another surge of pain through her."Don't! Please stop it! You're hurting me! Please STOP!" she screamed begging through her tears as she began crying in both pain and frustration. She twisted and squirmed, but she couldn't get away from him. He was all over her.As Janet was trying to free herself Carl again put his hand under her skirt, sliding it. I have found that submissive men almost crave the humiliation that goes along some times with this station in life. He was doing a good job, but like I said I was not going to cum in him at this time. I did also take Stevie?s hair in my hand some and actually fucked his face for a bit. I was getting into this, and I felt the rush of power and confidence I feel when I am dominating. ?Mistress was very impressed in what I was doing, and was enjoying the show. ??A?, come to my bed, Stevie,. They all stood there staring at us as Sue got behind me and pushed me just a little forward at the waist. One of the girls, Donna, a cute blonde with almost a boyish build squealed and pointed toward my still rigid cock. I looked down and Santa and the elf were no longer on the ornament. They had climbed up the hook and Santa was now reclining back on the top of my cock as the elf was lowering herself onto his wicked little pecker and she was impaling herself over and over again there!!! That.