A strange feeling, the first of many. I am Italian. I like to use my hands, especially, to feel the other.His hands move quickly to my nipples, making... me jump a little as I knew my first jolt of pain was coming. Would he play with them, squeeze them, lick them, suck them? A flick… Ouch, I thought. Not sure I like that. Again, a flick and I wince. He stops. He pulls me now to the couch where he sits and I stand, topless, in front of him waiting for his next command. “Spread your legs!”. I do as. AJ groaned to himself, god this woman drove him crazy. He'd been with countless girlfriends, but never thought about them the same way he did about Lana. She was more than beautiful - she was perfect. The perfect person his mother was always lecturing about. But first, he would call her. Tonight. She had to respond. Had to.---The clock struck 4 pm, and Lana hastily grabbed her purse, laptop, and book bag. Today had been hectic. She helped Mrs. Swanson with her bookkeeping, then had to finish. My stomach danced as wewaited. One reached out and grabbed my arm in an iron grip. "You willpartake boy." He stated.Bob stepped forward reflexively, "He's just a kid...you don't..." Oneof the priests gestured, sending Bob sprawling backwards as if struck."HE WILL PARTAKE!" the priest insisted. Resigning myself, I followedthe priest's orders.Shaking a bit, I walked as the priest pulled me up to the lady they hadchosen earlier, still standing up on their odd wooden table. Walking mebehind her,. The corset only had a half-cup bra built in, and it was too small, all it did was provide a little support from the bottom of my tits. My nipples were completely exposed and the effect of the half-cup was to push my tits together and up, creating a huge round quivering mass of boob-flesh with a lot of cleavage. Just breathing made them jiggle. My waist and hips looks fine, there was about 2-2.5 inches of extra space between the corset and my stomach. The leather of the corset came over my hips.