"Orboros" came quite quickly to him. In Greek mythology, he had learned, there is the form of a serpent in a circular shape, eating its own tail, Our...boros. This signifies recreation, a constant renewal. Sir John felt this way about the horse as well as his relationship with the Prince. John had dropped the "u" from the original spelling, O’u’roboros on purpose....as a joke. The repetition of the sound “oh” reminded Sir John of their amorous times. The two stood there sharing a private. Thick strong rope has been wrapped around each of her ankles and wrists and tied off to the four corners of the table. The rope is pulled extremely tight limiting her movement and stretching her skin tight.Wire is tightly wrapped around the base of each of her breasts. It has the effect of turning each of her large breasts into a balloon stuck to her chest. They are slowly turning purple, the veins standing out clearly against the skin.On each side of each breast chain is attached to the. Jena insisted that I stay completely unclothed while she got dressed and prepared to leave. She wrote an address and told me to be there at two the following afternoon. "When you come in, I want you to immediately remove all your clothes, before either of us says anything. Always. No matter who else is there. Will you remember that?" "Yes, Lady Jena," I eagerly whispered. I felt doubly naked after she got dressed. I kissed her hand and she left. After a restless sleep, Jena and my forthcoming. But Jane had said she'd be good, so..."You're sure you're okay with this right?" I asked her once we were on the road. Jane did alright as long as she didn't have to shift."What? With this Julie person?" Jane looked at me and giggled. "Yeah, I told you I was." Okay," I nodded, feeling a little out of my depth.This couldn't have been a normal situation for anyone, let alone someone like me. But my situations never seemed normal, so maybe this was normal and I should be worried if I were doing.