To his surprise, he taken to one of the interview rooms where his lawyer was waiting for him.He asked his lawyer, “What’s going on?”“These peo...le have a deal for you.”Stephen Augustus Stapleton, the Third stood in front of the assembled crowd of factory workers. They were uneasy and restless. It was as if they knew bad news was coming. They wanted, and didn’t want, to know just how bad the news was going to be.He had a little smile on his face, which only people who knew him would recognize. I smiled at her and she smiled back, followed it up by planting a firm kiss on my lips. Her lips felt soft, I opened mine and she slipped her tongue between them. Now I sucked on her tongue for a moment before giving her mine in return. With our tongues probing each other we shared French kisses. We tried to outdo one another as our hands wandered over each other’s backs and shoulders, it felt so good to be making love to a woman again. Her hand began to unbutton my blouse, and soon removed it. Had she wanted to imagine such a thing? Diane would never do something like that. Not unless... ... unless she were Heather's slave, and obeyed because she had to.Heather shivered with pleasure, but felt a twinge of guilt almost immediately. It wasn't a real enslavement, was it? Diane wanted her to do it. And it was temporary, just like all the other enchantments they had tried. It would wear off in a few hours at most.Unless I used the other spell, too.Heather was not sure why she had that. .. and black... makeshift dildo... fashionedfrom the melted rubber... of a flat tire... from the prison automotiveshop... and shoved all the way to the hilt... deep inside... yourquaking little asshole... except that this dildo... is special alsomade... with a matching pair... of black swinging nuts... so large...that the balls are dangling... on either side of the seam... of thebooty shorts... with the seam... obligatorily pulled upwards... deep...and tight... between your jiggling white ass.