"Dale's meeting with Helen Hatcher was quite emotional and somewhat intense. She felt such relief at her rescue and was very happy with the treatment ...he had received from the kind family that had rescued her; however with all of the trauma, personal loss, and heartache she found herself going through, it was a relief to see someone she already had some history with. To Helen seeing the kind and friendly Wizard once again was like finding shelter from the storm.Seeing that the horses were. Though her sex throbbed with near-constant arousal she wouldn’t let herself touch it for the purpose of stimulation, only to bathe or apply restorative lotions. She knew it didn’t belong to her, and that attempting to pleasure herself would immediately trigger her next degradation. Still, at times she battled the temptation to do so anyway, for that the punishment that would inevitably follow might just be worth the pleasure.As she ambled back into the dungeon her heart leapt. Change had. You will never try to escape again and you will tell no one other than Suzanne what has happened to you. You will never try to harm me or yourself in any way. Do you understand?” Jennifer nodded her head in resignation. She knew there was no way she could disobey this order. “Off you go now, you two,” Tom said. “Jennifer you can speak now, but no more cursing or threatening me.” Jennifer followed Suzanne to the bedroom where Suzanne opened her bag. It was a little girl’s party dress – all pink. Only time would tell how they would react to the appearance of a new neighbor.Waylon used the design aid to move more features around the rendering of the proposed island. He didn't feel particularly qualified for this kind of work, but the AIs insisted he make it his own."Do you like the location of the airfield?" AI Norm asked.Waylon scrolled the map to that section of the island and shrugged. "I'm not a pilot, but it looks good to me." You will be in time."Norm showed Waylon several.