Not that I have any interest in any.”“And why should you?” the woman adds proudly. “I have provided you your heir, and a daughter to dote upon... And who else could possibly understand and sate your needs?”“Yes dear,” the man replies complacently. “A doting daughter,” he says quietly and with amusement.“What was that dear?” asks his wife.“Nothing dear,” he responds.“We have a bit of time before dinner,” the woman says, sitting beside Chanda. The Southeast Asian angel notices the woman’s interest. I need to pee badly - the tight corset does not leave much room insideme - and, moaning, I strain against the layers of heavy latex to pushsome of the contents of my bladder past the pressure of the butt plugand through my flattened, tucked-in penis, feeling the warm liquid pushit's way between the tight thick latex and my skin, slowly tricklingdown my legs to my pointed toes and working it's way up under thecorset. I am not worrying about the leakage - the full-body, thick andincredibly tight. Lemme up."Zed held him down, not that it took much force. Tam was too weak to shake off his son's grip, and he stopped trying as another spasm of pain made him wince."Mr. Fenton?" Zed twisted his neck to look over his shoulder."I already called the medics. They should be here in about fifteen minutes. Takes about that long for the rescue copter to get here from Currin County Hospital." You shouldn't of done that," Zed reproached him. "You know us Harkers don't go to hospitals." He'll go, or. "Jesus, no wonder they don't like anyone knowing what they're up to," I said into the silence."Couldn't agree more, John, but mum's the word, eh?" Erin replied."Bit late for that," I replied pointing at several Mages including Mage Thomas whose heads appeared in doorways and corridors."Crafty sod!" exclaimed Erin with a grin on her face."Simon? Yes, planned it out from the moment they got word of our prisoner I suspect," I chuckled."Including your interjection?" Erin asked."Well, it was my.