Moaning with delight, I reach down for my King and pull at his shoulders until he moves back up and pulls me onto his hard body again. I swear I could... remain like this forever, my lust satisfied and resting on the chest of my beloved.“You healed me, didn’t you?” I whisper, gingerly shifting my legs again, pleased that the pain is gone. “Would you like to finish what I started?”I am spent, exhausted from the superb treatment of my body but I cannot keep taking my gratification while he suffers. I hate you!"and....."He made me wear a bra like yours and I realize you're the one he's loving, he has a wireless mouse changing from videos to your photos then back to videos telling me to fill out your bra with rolled up pairs of socks, laughing at how my boobs alone don't touch any part of the cups. I know he cums, not with me though, knowing you are cumming because of this sucks, I'll never cum with you. At least when I was sucking him off to you I was alone only hearing him talking about. .."When he faltered I waited a few moments before encouraging him to go on."And" he said with great reluctance, "you had to dress right." Dress right?" I repeated in a puzzled tone."Mum, please don't do this." Bob pleaded with me again."Bob, just tell me what the hell this 'dress right' means." I replied more firmly than I'd intended."No trousers, slacks, jeans or shorts." he said softly staring down at the floor, "Dresses or blouse and skirt are okay. Stockings, no tights; knee-highs or socks. And now I noticed as everything was going blurry that my nipples were rock hard.I was a broken girl. Tyra carried me up to the locker room and threw me in the shower with my clothes still on. Then she joined me nude and stripped me clean. All under completely cold water. Then she picked me up and carried me to the hot tub and cared for me ... sort of ... she did painful things to my breasts and similar things to my cunt and clit until the pleasure broke thru the pain completely. Something I.