Yutarou: A shinai. A SHINAI? You're fighting with those toys? And you call this a dojo!Yahiko (kicking him): Shut up. Who do you think you are, anyway...Yutarou: What was that for, you brat?Yahiko: You're the brat!Kaoru: You too, though.Yahiko: I'm the best student of the Kamiya Kasshin school, Myoujin Yahiko! Remember that!Yutarou: Well, I'm Raijuuta-sensei's best pupil, Tsukayama Yutarou! And that kick is going to cost you!Raijuuta: Shut up and stay quiet.Yutarou (silenced): Grr... Yahiko:. Pulling the tooth free the Mistress showed the bloody fragment of bone to the audience lifting it high in the pliers for all to see. The girl slumped in her bonds, if the assistants hadn't been holding her she would have fallen to the floor. Flicking her wrist she threw the tooth at the girl and hit her in the head before going back to work on her mouth as blood continued to pour from her mouth.The screams weren't any less intense with the second, third or fourth tooth, but as she started the. I took the laptop into the guest bedroom, shut and locked the door, and spent the rest of the night keeping distracted. The next night when I came back to the house from work my wife was in the living room with Todd and her sister. Todd was sitting on the couch, Laura, wearing another skimpy bikini, was kneeling between his legs licking up and down the length of his hard cock. Meanwhile my wife was doing a striptease. She was wearing a sheer black nightie over a black lace bra, black panties. As I did so, I touched the front of my pants, which now contained a raging hard on. Opening the third drawer revealed a wide assortment of stockings and pantyhose. It was unbelievable. Fishnets, fencenets, stayups, holdups, textured and patterned. Opera hose. Crotchless pantyhose. Seamed, sheer, opaque. I saw silky and glittery tights. Three or four bodystockings. And, in the back, about five garter belts of varying colors, widths and fabrics. I indulged my desire to run my hands.