<strong>Tsade ~ with Lily</strong><br/><br/>Tsade stepped to her. The crop in the crook of his arm. His finger tips hook her bra cup. Folding them several time to completely expose her breasts.<br/><br/>His hand caressing the heat in her nipples. Rolling the perked gathered flesh between his fingers. Tugging slightly.<br/><br/>His eyes on her every second that past. The objects from the drawer nestled in his palm.<br/><br/>He held her melon ripe breast in a squeeze and brought the teeth of the clamp on the hot red coned flesh. It dangled with a small gram of weight that danced with each breath. A jewel the color of her eyes hung like an earring from her sore nipple.<br/><br/>He took his time with the other breast. Preparing her. Ripening the suffering nub. The wicked clamp bit her soft flesh. The jewel jerking in unison with it's mate. He stepped back to admit her new accoutrements.<br/><br/>The crop in his hand flicking out. An underhand swing. The target between her legs. Bare but hidden by the skirt, he aimed for her soft sex and clit. Striking her sharply twice.<br/><br/>"Wider," was all he said as he watched for compliance.<br/><br/>