Replying hed go with the milk, Andy found his eyes drawn to those firm, thirty six inch breasts of hers, the contours of which seemed beautifully acce...ntuated by her fitted top. It was also hard not to notice the top three buttons of her cardigan were undone, enough to show the slightest hint of cleavage. He knew of course the light display was not for him for shed not been expecting him, even so, he found it easy to imagine it was and it was enough to both entice and stir memories. The view. "Who owns these balls?" asked Mistress as she rolled them in the palm of her hand. "You do Mistress" "You're damn right I do," laughed Mistress, as she put a clothespin on the sack. Oh, the indescribable agony. And then another, another and another. Eventually, 6 clothespins on my sac. She pulled on each one, testing each one to make sure it was tight. "Those balls are mine, and don't you ever forget it." Through the gag and through the tears I was able to mumble "Yes Mistress." Then she rolled. An expression that can only be described as a sense of self, of pride.As my mind is wandering, I hear the sound of a door knob turning. The door to my room is being opened and I feel the air change around me, curtains swishing and candles crackling in the draught.I am taken aback, feeling vulnerable, but remember my training and lengthen my spine, shoulders back, displayed to whomever may have entered the room.Footsteps now, I listen hard, tilting my head just a little to one side...more than. Now very slowly put your hands straight up in the air. Keep them moving all the way straight. I pulled a Glock from the guy's shoulder holster and said, "We are going to walk out of here and go to your car. Don't do anything stupid. This cheap shotgun is loaded with three inch 00 magnum buckshot. It's one of those 'can't miss' situations."I used my phone to call my follower, and said, "Make sure you look around to be sure this guy doesn't have backup. I don't know who he is yet."I received the.