Doms to the left of me, Doms to the right...

This is what I have learned this weekend: If I eat lunch w/ Sir and Ma’am, and I sit in-between them, I will come away w/ small, matching bruises on my inner thighs, one on the right, one on the left, from under-the-table pinching.  And just so you all know, it is not true that you can’t punish a masochist w/ pain.  I don’t care if you are a pain-slut… pinches on your inner thighs just hurts like a bitch!