One of the boys walked up to her sex as she was buying the gum and asked, "Do those hurt?" pointing at the clamps visible through her shirt. She ignored him and started back to the car just as Lisa came in. "I saw you boys talking to my pet here. What did you want?" "I asked her if those hurt and she ignored me." "Why that was rude Mrs. C. Apologize to the gentleman." "I'm sorry" said Mary with her eyes to the floor. "Tell the gentleman, Do they hurt?" "Yes they do hurt very much,"replied Mary. "Show them what they look like Mrs. C. Lift your top for them." The horrified teacher turned to the boys and lifted her top so they could see her breasts. She wanted to crawl under the floor and disappear. Never had she been so embarrassed in her entire life. "Give a gentle tug on the chain to see how tight they really are," suggested Lisa. One of the boys reached out and pulled the chain connecting the nipple clamps. Mary moaned in pain as her nipples burned. "Not too hard boys. Would want to damage the merchandise. Maybe you should kiss them and make them feel better." "No.." cried Mary. "What did you say." Realizing her error Mary answered, "Nothing Ms. Simon." "Good now ask these boys to kiss your nipples to make them feel better." The humiliated teacher said, "Please kiss my nipples." as she began to sob. Each boy took a turn kissing and sucking and in one case biting her trapped nipples. Mary just stood there indian as her breasts were mauled and suckled in the public place. Thankfully no one else came in. It was also a major port. ‘So much bigger than Henley’s.’ She thinks. The table also rammed against the wall with my force and items on the table began to fall off . she had her second orgasm and as she grabbed the table and arched her back with a loud moan..Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh as her mangalsutra swayed from one boob to the other with the rythemI could feel myself getting over the edge, so I started to bang her mercilessly, and after a last few strokes keep my cock embedded deep in her as I gushed out my cum in indian liters in her un protected pussy. The pain was overwhelming. I couldn't browbeat him or nag him. Matt was heading for the crate of beer by the fridge as I cut him off. When I get close to his waist and thighs he smells a bit like a restroom. She was overcome with extreme pleasure but apprehensive as well. “If you want to be Master's sex slave, it's okay. I said. David offered her wine, and she asked for a glass of white. The woman rarely finished one with dinner. I spoke quietly. sex Everyone seemed pleased with his or her decisions. “Yes, mistress Denice! He was breathing heavily, his eyes closed as if trying to escape anywhere but here. I think us boys were equally disappointed.