I waved my hand and soon the rest of my army was following suit.Three hours later I was called to the radio by one of my 'men'. General Morris wanted ...o talk to me."Hello General. How are you today?" Just fine Shawn. What did you do to my men? We see you have our aircraft."I knew he must have the aerial photos in front of him. So I said, "Look closer at the mud pit and you will see four dirty horses with both vanquished and victorious knights. I'll wait a minute for you to search for them." Is. I was aged 18 then and being a Bengali was naturally good looking. I am fair and around 5’4″ in height and with a slim curvy figure.I was naturally well endowed and I was very shy of that fact at the beginning. So back to the dress and so my friend then gave me a blood red lipstick to use and I was shocked but I used it anyways and then started wearing my jacket when my friend again intervened.I snatched the jacket out of my hand. I was nervous and sort of ashamed about the very obvious slutty. She saw the clamps in my hands and her eyes widened.“Please no” as if she knew what it was.“I don’t give a fuck about you and your needs. You are my toy tonight”.I pushed her to the ground and brought forward the nipple clamps. I slapped her boobs around before putting them on, she responded by moaning loudly. Then I held the chain and she was literally at my mercy. If the chain gets pulled too much, god knows how much it will pain.So I started walking backwards, holding the chain. She had to. “And I’m feeling extremely horny; then maybe we usually come to some arrangement.” “Like what?” “To start with,” she said. “Then I might ask him if he’d be willing to show me his penis.” “And presumably he’d agree,” I responded. “And do you show yourself naked for him?” “Oh yes,” she admitted with a sexy sigh. “And then I’ll ask whether he’d allow me to watch as he masturbates to a climax.” “And while he’s doing that do you play with yourself,” I wonder when feeling just how hard.