There were several other girls and women sitting in the waiting room, ranging from Japanese to Caucasian.After a short while she was invited by a Japa...nese woman into one of the rooms down the hallway, she saw a hallway on her right with a thick black curtain and some paintings on the wall she could not make out what they were.Once inside the room, Betty was greeted by a Japanese woman and some Japanese men, in the back of the room there was a table about no more but a mere few inches above the. The nipple clamp stung more than Jess was expecting, but she didn’t want Emma to get cold feet about continuing.“Yes. Don’t worry about me. If I’m not using my safeword, then you can keep using and abusing me however you like,” Jess answered more calmly than she felt.“Ok...” Emma said uncertainly, but she continued nonetheless.Reaching out, she gave the other clamp a little flick and watched it sway opposite in time to the first. The motion reminded her of the metronome that she used to watch. A few enjoyable minutes later, I turned around. “You’re really a cheap slut, aren’t you, Jasmin?” She nodded. “You’re an ass-licker and cocksucker.” Jasmin was responding to the verbal abuse; she was getting excited. “Cheap sluts like you should be punished.” Her eyes were a little glassy looking.This time I turned to her perky, well-proportioned breasts. One nipple was pierced with a small bar. She warned me that they were sensitive. “What do I care?” I started to slap her breasts back and. Additionally, every morning she also receives a milder whipping of 100 strokes from the riding crop each and every day. From being able to take a dozen or so, she has now found she can accept 100 or more without major discomfort and she presents herself on all fours for her maintenance whipping.During the day, she must immediately comply with any sexual demand I place on her, unless she is doing something important. I work from home, so this is a lot easier for both of us, as she used to get.