Jill lives on my floor so it was no bother. We put it in the lift and wheeled it to her flat. I disconnected the old machine whilst Jill took the wrap...ping off the new one.We got talking about her son Tom going to school and the both of us not having partners. Jill kept thanking me and saying she didn't know what she'd have done if I hadn't helped her.When I'd finished plumbing it in. I turned and washed my hands in the sink as she knelt down to wipe the access water off the floor. I turned back. Are you sure youwant them on your nipples?" Immediately everyone in the store turned to lookat Carol. Before he could even get the first clip on one of her nubs, therewas a circle of men around her watching. Carol was standing there with hershirt open, showing her tits and her bald pussy while the man was testing thestrength of the nipple clips. He took his time and finally figured out howhe was going to do this. He reached out and rubbed Carol's right nipple untilit was erect and then very. Abby lay frozen under the sheets and stared at the dark figure, trying not to blink her eyes in case he was a dream after all. Abby no longer trusted herself to tell whether something was real or not. She liked the look of him: those broad shoulders, the narrow hips, the nonchalant way he leaned against the wall. She wondered what he wanted. She did not have any precious possessions, except for her maidenhood. If he wanted it, she would give it to him. She wanted to give it to him. Abby was not. "You don't mind if I undress, do you, little drone? I find that this kind of... work... gets me all mussy. And I hate to ruin good clothes."Domme felt a warm hum as she spoke these words to the trussed up John. Normally nudity meant nothing to her. She dressed herself, or undressed, as her master wanted. Even when she was supposed to be in charge, she was still reacting to her master's unexpressed wishes.This time however Domme was undressing for herself. She knew how people always reacted to.