Another one next to it reached out and grabbed her thumb with its crusher claw. She cried out in pain as it felt like a vice was tightened on her knuc...kle. She reached with her other hand to try to pry open the claw, but the lobster latched onto the pinky on that hand with its cutter claw. Blood spurted through her glove as the sharp serrations punctured her finger. Damn that hurt. David chuckled a little as he pried open the claws to free Danni from her trap, carefully banding the first one. An important point for me was to avoid Wisha getting bored. When I’m at home I always find the way to entertain her? or better to entertain myself with her? Perhaps the most part of my ?ideas? are somewhat humiliating and painful, but for sure Wisha cannot get bored in the meantime...The problem arrives since very often I am not at home.So I allow her to take some care of the mansion, typically the bedrooms area and the cells area. The rest of my mansion is care of the rest of the attendants. The next morning he woke up to do it. It had to be quick and definitive. He decided to jump of a bridge. To make his statement he would wear his female underwear. He got out of bed and took a shower. He walked back to his closet and grabbed a pair of panties, a garter belt and stockings. He slid them on and went back to the closet to grab a shirt and trousers.He took his shirt but as he opened the drawer for some trousers all he saw was skirts, skirts and skirts. Confused by this sight he. Im sorry, I didnt mean to intrude on your argument. Ill just go back to my room -No, dont go, you should hear this. After all, its about you. Responded Sheila in anger. I was confused and looked at my uncle whose face was now red. He tried to stop her but she just kept talking: Yes, we were arguing because Jeff is a pig who got an erection when you hugged him and then denied it. Now, Im not just blaming him for that, Im mostly blaming you, you little slut! You came down stairs with your little.