When she opened it I sat there trying to figure out how it was that she did not have any tits that I could see from this angle. I was sure I had felt ...hem when she was kissing me before. She just grinned a knowing grin, as she kicked off her shoes and dropped her khaki pants. Instead of panties, Sam was wearing a pair of boy's boxer briefs, with flap and all.Before I could ask what was going on, she dropped down to start licking on my slowly reviving dick. Her technique was pretty good. With a. Seat? Spindle? Disc? Pull-cord? They were gyroscopes! I assembled it from the top-most disc in the box, balanced it with my fingertip and firmly pulled the cord. It started slowly spinning, then accellerated. I sat down, entranced. flashes of light were occuring, then coming in bands. As it stabilized I witnessed a movie--an instructional guide! Within moments I could hear and understand the sound. I was being taught how to create and use a power cell crystal which, from my guessing about the. She wouldn’t get a chance to speak. I curled my finger, beckoning her towards me silently, while our eyes connected. She obeyed. Silently, and without protest, she walked towards me, her small heels digging into the carpet with barely audible footsteps; the only sound in the room as we both held our breath. Nervousness showed behind her eyes, but the stare she fixed me with radiated passion. Only a few feet from me, she halted. Her lip cutely tucked in between her teeth, she watched my palm. I havejust eaten a giant pile of shit straight out of his ass, Sheila takingcare of his piss on the other side. We are unbound both of us, alonewith the man who has hurt us beyond the ability of words to describe,yet I am - we are - unable to fight him, hurt him or even resist him. Iwant to, but cannot. I am simply far too well conditioned and he notonly knows this; he flaunts his knowledge making us even more miserable.He orders our suits removed so that we are only clad in our nine inchballet.