"Damn, I'm sorry Allison".."Let me go change".. "Don't do that, i love it".."My gosh look at your nipples".. The panties matched the embarrassment on ...my face..I didn't know what to do..She didn't want me to dress.. I thanked God it wasn't my aunt.. She was standing there in jeans and a university sweat shirt..I was standing there in red panties with my nipples stretched.. I could tell that she wasn't putting on..She really did like what she saw.. "Where did you get those extenders" I was. The clamps were very tight on Sven's nipples and he bit his teeth. The clamps on his penis seemed to perforate the skin. It was all very painful.This seemed to become a battle between Sven and the client/Master. The question was who would win and who would break. A weak point in Sven's defense was the big piercing in the tip of his penis, which made it top-heavy. This was not a very stable construction.The Master took the whip and lashed towards Sven, who was squatting rather instable with the. I nervously looked around, mostly the pool had men of an elderly age swimming up and down or just chilling at the side, not a great start but oh well. i dropped my towel and walked into the pool which in itself was an enjoyable experience, it was my first public nudity and i was certainly carrying a semi erect cock as my towel dropped.I found a space by the edge of the bath and laid back with my head on the side and watch the world go by. people were coming and going but there certainly was no. The most pathetic ones are those that come in painted and stretched to the maximum with short skirts showing off those skinny legs that would be better stuffed into denim than shown for what they were; old and stringy. You don’t dare tell them thy look like shit, at least not if you want to keep your job. Hell, it’s hard enough pleasing them as it is without telling them the truth and loosing your job for it. Just last week Mrs. Uppercrust came in after a protracted absence and asked me what.