My eyes widened. “Yes, yes, clip them on my nipples.”“It will hurt so much,” Angela purred. “Are you sure?”“Yes, my Queen!” My voice e...choed through the hold.She pried open the first, brought it to my hard nub. She let the ends snap back together. Pain flared in my nipple. My head tossed back. I shifted on my tiptoes. Throbbing agony shot from my nub. It hurt far worse than any of the ones decorating my breasts.“Slata’s hairy cunt,” I cursed as the pain shot through me. “Oh, Gods, that hurts.”As. He asked me if I could help in holding the gear. I understood which gear he wanted me to hold. I said, “We are in a public place, and it will be awkward if someone sees us like this.” He put one of his hands on my thighs and started rubbing it when I told this.I tried to remove his hand. Though he was lean, his hands were strong enough. I couldn’t move it. He kept rubbing near my pussy. I was getting horny and started giving up. He slightly moved his hand and started to touch my boobs, touching. One day I decided to cycle into the Halifax, but miscalculated the time it would take to get there, so I arrived after dark.I always kinda new that Citadel Hill was a cruisy place for gay men, but never had the opportunity to to check it out myself. I knew for sometime that I was interested in men--when I trained at the Y I was always attracted to the older men's members: sneaking glances when I could. I'd masturbate alone at night thinking about the cocks I saw in the communal showers.I had. The boys saw the way Tall Grass carried himself and the big knife. None of them wanted any part of an angry Tall Grass.The school staff wasn't stupid. A chief in law school wasn't to be messed with. He could come at them from a variety of directions.Tall Grass was courteous with the school staff. But he told them that he had very high expectations of Maria and Anna's progress and he wanted the school to work them hard."If there are any difficulties, let me know. I shall expect excellent effort.