Chapter Nine
Oh My.
At the outer door to my inner sanctum, having walked along the passageway beneath the main house, I halted Isobel. She stood before me, her head turned down and there without so much as a suggestion from me she began the process of disrobing. I stood and watched as her nubile frame was revealed to me. Her breasts though small and petite had very enlarged and distended n*****s; much as though they had spent quite some time being weighted and drawn down. I later learned from her that I was right; she had indeed spent hours with pegs and weights locked to her most tender parts, whilst wandering around fully dressed. She described a device she had created for her own torture, which was a reversed suspender belt, its clips locked to her n*****s and with the tighteners pull
