"Sure ... I don't wanna make her any madder at me."I flipped the covers back exposing my white underpants with my obvious hard on beneath the thin fab...ic. I hooked my thumbs in the waist band and pulled them down just below my balls. My boyish dick sprung to attention.Cassy, bit her lip as she grinned at me. "It looks cool. How should I grab it." "Just grab it like a stick," I said wrapping my hand around the shaft to show her. Cassy slowly moved her hand toward it as if it may bite her. She. But her breathing had quickened and her nipples were as hard as I've seen them."Certainly sir. Right this way we have an excellent variety of clamps available." The man led the way to a display case on the back wall. "Might I suggest this pair?" he inquired, holding up a gold set that looked like two miniature vises with a screw in each for tightening, and they were attached together by an elegant gold chain."Hmmmm" I pretended to think about it for a few seconds. "I'm just not sure. Could you. The light of the morning sun gently illuminating the room through a set of open doors."What the fuck?!" John was naked. He looked around the room, trying to remember how he got there but kept drawing a blank. The entire room was white, white dresser, white chairs, white tiled floor. The two exceptions were the ceiling and a mirror by the set of doors leading to what he guessed was a balcony.He covered himself for a moment before realizing he was alone and then paused. John had never been fat in. .“Undress me,” I said.“I think I will,” he purred.He ran his hands up my thighs, over my skirt and grasped the bottom of my vest. He slowly dragged it up my body. I raised my arms, allowing him to pull it all the way off. He threw it on the couch next to me, leaving me in my bra. A big grin passed over his face. He ran his hands up and down my sides, and teased his thumbs over my bra-covered nipples, making me moan.“Let's take this off too,” he said.He reached behind me and unclasped my bra. I.