"Pinch your nipples. Hard." She began to squeeze the nipples between her thumbs and index fingers bringing a grimace of pain to her face. "Harder than... that, Slut." She increased the pressure and I could see the tips beginning to turn a dark color. After several more seconds, I allowed her to release her now sore nipples. I then ordered, "Place your hands under your tits and hold them up for me like you wanted them inspected." She quickly complied.Without any warning, I brought the wooden spoon. All looked like they were in the military and each one of them looked very dangerous. They moved until they were equally spaced around Ken. He watched them position themselves, then turned back to Sensei."The rules are simple," said Sensei. "You must draw blood from each of them before the bout is over. They will not give up, but you may, at anytime, tap out." That's it?" asked Ken. "Those are the only rules?" Correct," said Sensei. "Do you wish to participate? No one will think less of you if. I thought you were many things, chhetri but I never figured you for a coward." I'm not a coward!" Jagati smacked his back in frustration and felt tears well in her eyes."Really?" Hauling her off his shoulder, he held her with deceptive ease in front of him. Noting the tears in her eyes, he pulled her closer to him."I'm not!" Her stubborn words muffled by his chest."Hiding isn't going to change the fact you ran from me, Jagati. I've never hurt you and I've always done everything in my power to. One evening, after a particularly pleasant session with a client whose dick she hadn't let out of chastity in weeks, Kristina's iPhone vibrates on the table, as her client leaves. Closing the door, the phone vibrates again multiple times in succession, the subtle noise that she's received an e-mail.As the owner of several of her ex-husband's coffee shops, she had just installed security and monitoring software on all their point of sales machines as well the back of office computers, after.