Sure enough, just moments after the clamps had been removed, Sandy's eyes opened. Her groan of discomfort was cut short, though, as her disoriented mi...nd quickly focused on only one thing: the pendant that hung above her – it's power, which was really Mistress Catherine's power – was stronger than the pain in her nipples."Yes, look at the pendant," Mistress Catherine cooed to her ensnared submissive, "lose yourself in the pendant. The pendant that began your hypnotic journey tonight will, for. You do see my problem, Mister Desmond?"I nodded wearily. We always maintained a formally polite atmosphere between us; she was always Ms. Weston and I Mr. Desmond.On one occasion, on the way back to her office from lunch, I screwed up my courage and asked straight out. "Would you prefer I didn't call in to see you when I'm on site?"She stopped and stared at me, and for an instant I thought I saw a flash of disappointment cross her face. "That would be your decision, Mister Desmond, but I admit. Damn, he thought, I'm running low. He wrote a note as a reminder to tell Jose about getting him a fresh refill. He checked his watch again. 6:48. Better hurry.It was time to put on the light pain-giving nipple loops with the chain that held the magical throat spray. And it was time to put on the cock-choking ring, too. And damn, it wasn't but thirty seconds after he had the cock ring in place that he had a full erection! The ring had gotten speedier! He slipped into the elastic waistband shorts. As Bianca’s body orgasms, Marcy smiles, pleased that she’s done a good job for her first try. “Oh fuck!” Bianca moans loudly. As she came down from her first orgasm of the night, Bianca looks over at Marcy to find her also naked now and sitting on the bed next to her, legs spread. “I want you to watch me,” Marcy says seductively as she slowly starts to rub herself. Bianca’s eyes widen as she takes in Marcy’s pussy with its soft trimmed bush. She watches as Marcy begins to pleasure herself and.