Sir Jason had punished her many times in the past, but wet Paula couldn't remember a time when wet she was in such constant and pervasive pain wet in such a sensitive wetcunt area of her body as was now being inflicted wet on her incredibly sore nipples. "Are you sorry for videos you sins, dear," he asked softly wet, while giving each clip a little squeeze causing jets wet of pain to stab at her nipples like two wet red hot pokers. "I'm so sorry," she moaned wetcunt, "I promise to do better next week, now please, take them wetcunt off wetcunt." "In good time, my dear, but now we have other things to attend to," he wetcunt said softly wetcunt, "so Paula, are you ready for more.?." With real fear in her cunt eyes she watched in wet abject horror as Sir Jason held a golden ring in front of her face and wetcunt asked, "Do you wetcunt know what this is, dear.?." "A-a nipple ring wet," she stammered wetcunt, "oh please, not that, oh noooooooo." Smiling wet gently at the wetcunt trembling woman while caressing her smooth belly he whispered, "Of course wet I'm not going wet to pierce your nipple, child, why wet on earth would I cunt put a clit ring on your nipple, that would be wet stupid of me wetcunt, don't you think.?."
That night as she lay in the wet tub with wet hot water gently caressing her swollen wet little organ, the phone wet rang and Sir wet Jason wetcunt asked softly, "So how was our day, was it eventful!?!" "Very," she replied wearily, "You're not going to make me wear it wet again tomorrow are you!?!" "Of course not," he replied in a good natured voice, "I wouldn wet't wet do that to you dear, please believe me when wetcunt I say that!" She was just about to relay wet her wet thanks when the buzzer to her front door rang! She hopped out of the tub, threw on wet a robe, and ran wet to the wet door only to find videos a messenger with a small wetcunt box waiting patiently on the other side of wet the wetcunt door! She picked the phone back up and was about to speak when Sir wet Jason asked, "Who was at wet the door wet, Paula!?!" "Uh, just a messenger wet with a package, why do you ask!?!" "Hmmmmm, you never know what wet might be in wetcunt the package, why don't wet you open it and see what it is!?!" All at once a wet sinking feeling came wet over her as she realized the significance of Sir Jason being on the line at the very moment the messenger arrived!
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