I have seen children living on the street with more fat on them." Yes I know. Anyway she is out trying to find something to wear that doesn't make her... look like refugee."That conversation let to silence which lasted all the way to the Castle. I couldn't help glancing over at Jasmine as we left the wooded area between the road and the meadow where everyone parked. On that bright afternoon the castle looked its worst. On a gray misty day it looked its best. Even so Jasmine's eyes lighted up at. She was wearing a skin colour bra and her breasts were trying to get out of the constraints, so I put them out of their misery and unhooked her bra. When I used the word ‘magnificent’ earlier, I did justice to her breasts by calling them that as they were really va va voom! They did not in the least sag and stood up and jutted out just like they were supported in her bra. I bent down and started kissing one nipple and then the other one and squeezed and cupped them; she closed her eyes to savor. “Well now you can’t pee or poop until I remove that ring or plug. Are you willing to behave now?”He was getting a bit afraid of this woman. He realized he did not want to antagonize her any more than necessary, so he said, “I’ll do whatever you want. Please don’t hurt me.”“Oh, my dear man, I am not going to be the one to hurt you.” He felt a knot forming in his stomach but could not do anything about it. “OK, now that I have your attention, I want you to do something for me. I need you to drink. "Right," I answered. "Mary, this is Chasity, she's going to be one of our bodyguards, or at least she will if we can figure out a way to protect the sluts from being dominated by one of these nuns."Mary reached out and fingered Chasity's nipple. "So, you're my slut now?"Chasity shuddered in pleasure. "Yes, mam."The ambulance arrived followed by a red, fire truck. More neighbors were gathering on their porches and driveways to watch the events. The ambulance drivers and firefighters gathered.