She snapped her mouth shut and hurriedly looked at his face to see if he’d noticed her close call. The chain between her breasts swung as she went. XXX She knew he had a perfect view of her pussy as her thighs moved, propelling her down the aisle. Timidly she reached up and touched a package containing one of the shiny steel models, not the largest one, but not the smallest, either. And then when he praised her, or told her she was sexy, or even just smiled at her, she felt such blind, irrational joy, and so strangely fulfilled. The pain of the nipple clamps when he jerked the chain, the hurt she felt when he ignored her or treated her roughly, the humiliation of being leashed and naked in public—all of that was very real. She didn’t question his expertise or his right to
