The volcano did not erupt, it exploded. Porn Cables supporting the chains disappeared into the darkness above the stage. Tonight, we are going to set that record. The ropes seemed to be hanging from high above the stage and came down just behind the curtain. “Leave your shoes and dress here,” instructed Master. A simple, black, wrap-around dress and high stiletto heels completed her preparation. By night, she was Master’s slave, peas. Surely he wouldn’t leave her screaming out her need naked on stage. They were going to the club, that was obvious. Four people at a time will work to attach them, starting from the top down. Master called her “slave” or “slut” or “peas.” When he called her peas at the club he would almost always have to explain that it stood for “positively perfect pain slut.” And she was. So, she tried sex with a couple of other coeds.
