"Good. Now first I want you to put on the nipple clamps. You know how to do it, you've had them on before," He said. "Yes Master," I said. I picked up... the clover-style clamps and looked at them carefully. I both loved and hated these things. I loved them for the feelings they produced and the fact that He loved them as well. But I hated the power they held - the power to control me and to bend me to whatever He would have me do. They were devilish devices designed to inflict pain, pain that. ” She said, knowing full well what I was going to suggest. So I pulled out her tan leather jacket and her light brown high heeled leather boots.“Good choice babe” She said rather excitedly.Off we went and I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. The shine of her gorgeous leather jacket and boots was distracting enough, but to walk behind her and see her tight arse sway when she walked in those boots was hitting all the right buttons. So as we are going round the shop I kept giving a cheeky slap of. One extremely horny guy was fucking the other man's asshole from the front while kissing the man's neck and chest muscles, paying scecial attention to the man's hard nipples. I had a raging hardon by now, and judging by the huge bulge in Peter's sweats, he did too. I reached into my pants and tried to shift my dick into a less noticable position, praying that Peter would not notice me doing so. I hoped in vain. Peter saw me touching my thick cock and said "Youve got the right Idea man!".. We got to the main door and she asked me “Are you ready ?“ while I answered “Not really …” she replied “GREAT ! Than let’s go !”. We turned on the vibrators to maximum power and head on out to the big world. We walked hand in hand like 50 feet when she started running and pulling me after her. The excitement was great before but running … well that was totally different … as my muscles were trying to push out the enormous vibe the knickers were pushing it back … it felt like someone was fucking.