My husband had guessed what was up, but not with whom. My bum and breasts were still red from the tawsing he given me earlier; this was in addition to the welt marks still very visible from the strokes of a school birch cane again showing on my breasts and bum. Then I reflected on my actual state, there would be a lot of explaining to do, half of me was a bit fearful of that – the other half was getting aroused. He applied similar crocodile clamps on each labia; with a cord on each upper clamp going to my wrists and the lower one to my ankles, but it also restricted movement as any slight movement pulled on my already fully searched labia and the teeth bit it – hard. Prior to securing me into the sofa, he had bound my breasts with small rope in a figure of eight, (but not too tight¬ly), and then he had inserted the pin pads into the quarter bra cups of the Basque, squeezing them so that the pins penetrated the lower area of my breasts.
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