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Next came the cloths pins. Helen slapped Liz's right breast until the nipple swelled up, and then she put a cloths pin right underneath the areola on the right side, catching a lot of skin. Liz gasped, and the sound informed Helen that it hurt more than Liz had anticipated. "Is my baby OK?" She whispered close enough to Liz's ear to lightly caress the folds.

Liz nodded, so Helen attached the next clothespin to the top of her left breast. She smoothed over Liz's taut tummy, and put another cloths pin on her inner left thigh, right up close to that gushing, that sopping cunt. Helen continued again on Liz's right breast, this time pinching the skin on both the left and the right side of her areola, pinching over the nipple. Liz cried out--Helen knew it would be a lot to endure.

"It's OK," she soothed back in Helen's ear, "you're doing OK. Baby's being so good for Mommy."