Chal kar aab mene kaha yar maf kar de fir kehti chal maf kiya or mera lund chod diya usne fir me fresh hua or teen naha dho ke bahar aaye or ese hi na...nge brackfast kiya or bate karne lage mene dipali ko kaha yar bdsm try kare kya maza ayegaTo poonam kehti na na mujhe daar lagta he me na karti ye sab to dipali kehti poonam ek bar try to kar maza aayega to poonam kehti pehle aap karo fir me karungi to hum hasne lage kaha thik he fir mene dipali se pucha kya kiya jaye to dipali kehti fitish or. I went into school a much happier person and apparently it showed, one of my closest friends (other than Derek) noticed the change in my mood and commented on how he'd never actually seen me so content. For the rest of that day I was constantly smiling and thinking of Derek, all the time until 4th period (lesson 4, after lunch), when my lesson was interrupted by someone unexpected. Derek was standing at the door, looking directly at my teacher."Sir, Ben needs to go see Mr ******" The teacher. At best upon removal my nipple is indented with small bloody holes that are easily missed unless under close inspection.The power of the clamp when mixed with a good Mistress / MasterPart 1 The applicationAnticipation is a wonderful mind game. Shackled, the sight of someone squeezing together the clamp to open it jaws prior to application sends my pulse racing. My nipples never need sucking or stretching to erection. The sight and thought of the clamps application is enough. A clumsy hand. ” I replied, being truthful. The truth was always best, especially when entering into any kind of BDSM relationship. “Me too, but I am also hard as a rock.” He sent a winking emoji and I moaned softly, rolling my hips in response. God. I wanted him, even without seeing him. Again I could picture him, a dark figure in my mind, gripping me, hovering above me, eyes watching me. “Good night, Baby Girl.”I wasn’t sure if I should respond with Daddy yet so I held back, and replied “Good night.” It was.