I didn't mind about it. Fruitcake is delicious and as forfairy, I always wanted to be a fairy. You know, fairy has magicalpowers. But Cliff doesn't li...e those names and scolded Rick for me.Rick never calls me names again after that. And Cliff said that I'm nota fruitcake or fairy and should never allows anyone to call me that."Damn that Rick kid! I would give him a piece of mind myself if I wasthere. Lucky for Henry, there's at least one nice guy who can protecthim from jerks like Rick. I. " As she standsshe takes Sam's hand, he follows.Once in the bedroom, Sam see's the leather straps laid out on thebed. Cynthia's programming kicks in. Sam is hers to do with tonightand Sam can't seem to say no. Cynthia is so strong and smart, Sam canonly submit to her.A few weeks later, Sam is at his weekly checkup at the Dr.'s office.Unlike his first visit , where he nervously sat on the exam table,hunched forward with his feet swinging in the air. Samantha is in theexam gown, sitting up. Naked. Wrist and ankle cuffsbuckled securely. Her legs spread uncomfortably wide, locked to a three footspreader bar. Her arms hoisted high over her head, held fast by a steel cableon an electric winch, pulling her into a tenuous position up on the balls ofher feet. The cold concrete floor useless in relieving the building pressure inher shoulders. A symmetrical pattern of sixteen thick needles piercing herright breast. The outside of her left breast the current object of Myattention. The slap. "You like this cock inside you?" Oh, yes," she panted.I pulled back and gave her a couple of quick pounds."Oh. Oh!" she yipped. "Be gentle," she pleaded."I don't want to be gentle," I responded. "I wanna fuck you hard."But I kept going slow. I reached around her waist and put a thumb on her clit. I circled it and toyed with it while I kept dragging my cock out and pushing it back with slow precision.Kay started to whimper with delight. I moved my thumb faster on her clit. I grabbed her left tit.