Doug was so relieved to be free of that needled pouch, he didn't even mind that he was once again standing bare naked in front of the real estate lady. He also had a fleeting thought, at that moment - He could've grabbed Ms. Cockrill and put an end to her little fun.

For a split second the vision of her naked body struggling either in those stocks or in that bent-over, arms-pulled-up-behind-her position whizzed through his brain. He was sure, however, that he would have his chance to turn this Domme into his slavegirl eventually.

So when Ms. Cockrill donned the shoes and pulled him over to the straight back chair, he put up no resistance as she tethered her naked slave to it with his thighs spread wide. And when he saw the clothespins in her hands, he thought about his sensitive nipples. When the vixen attached the first one to his right nub, he breathed in sharply, but his pain doubled instantly when she added the second one to his other nipple.

But Ms. Cockrill wasn't through. She smiled wickedly as she slowly began attaching some more pegs down his cock shaft, with a few more added to the lip around the head. Writhing in pain, doug's face reddened when She berated him for not whipping louise's feet harder. And when she added a few more pegs to his ball sac, the raucous noise he was making caused her to find his underwear, ball up the cotton material and shove it into his mouth, affectively gagging him.

"That should hold you for a while slaveboy," Ms. Cockrill said with a wicked laugh. "Now, let's have a look at you, louise."