I remain chained to a thick wooden post as my Master now puts me to more breast discipline. A stiff leather posture collar is applied to my neck, my head back at attention to the horrors to come. After having my nipples crushed in vicious clover clamps my sore breasts are now beaten with various floggers and crops for His amusement and my education. First,the thin crop viciously flicks at my sensitized nipples,snapping on the tips as I wince in obvious pain. He takes time to grope,crush and caress my poor breasts,feeling my obvious submissive excitement as my nipples remain hard all through th... Show more