The silence dragged on as the Queen thought and the Colonel became nervous, worrying that he’d gone to far.“Would a garden party, here at the pala...e, be a suitable location for one of your extractions?” asked the young Queen suddenly breaking the silence.The Colonel glanced out of the window at the manicured lawns of Buckingham Palace and then back to the Queen, “That would present an excellent opportunity, Ma’am.”The Queen nodded, “Very well then, let’s see what we can agree on.”‘Why’, thought. Once Krystal had gone on her way, though, reality hit him between the eyes. He knew that his was the impossible dream and he needed to get over this "crush" before he did something stupid and embarrassed himself in front of the whole school. He would be here at this school for the next four years, and he didn't want to do anything to screw things up for himself!The State Fair had come to town shortly after school started, and everyone in school was abuzz about it. All the conversations in the. Rather than by daily injection. had produced a quicker effect of Stockholm syndrome than it had done previously.“We have told you our names, but we prefer that you refer to us as “master” or “sir,” said Michael. “Once we feel that we can trust you, we will allow you to call us by whatever terms of endearment you wish to use.”“Sir,” Patricia asked of Michael, “I know I should feel desperate and be making plans to escape from this situation, but the only thing I feel desperate about at this time. I adjust it so that the cage latch is lined up with the O-ring latch and swiftly insert the lock and key. I give the key a twist and quickly remove it, leaving the lock firmly in place to hold the cage all together.“Boom, bitch, whatcha gotta say about that? Yeah, that’s what I thought, nothing,” I say to my cock as I lift my arms up in a ‘V’. I imagine this feeling couldn’t be much different than how a cowboy would feel after looking up from wrestling a calf to the ground for a successful pin.