Onto the bed, now. Head this end. I'll bring some pillows." Why head this end?" I asked."There are two big posts and a knob on the this end, only two ...osts at the head. Got to have things to tie you to."I got onto the bed, and Jinx put a couple of pillows under my head.. Before I was ready she was snapping a handcuff onto one wrist. I just had time to be aware that it didn't hurt, it must have been lined with something soft, and she was hauling it back to fasten it to one of the posts."Going to. But, why is he the lucky one? Why not me?Daddy laughed and said: “Look at you! Look at your beautiful young body. It’s perfect. Any guy would love to have you with your arms and legs tied and your body open to whatever he wanted to do with you or to you. I mean to have the option of bondage to keep you from stopping him; it would be like a dream come true for most any man. To have a beautiful young woman available and at his pleasure is why I say he is the lucky one.”I told him: “Well he tells. I'll help you every way I can and we'll get through this together but you have to obey these rules or that's it, your out." George felt all of the fight leave him. Everything she said made sense. He didn't like being a girl for the next four months but the alternative was maybe death at the hands of the loan shark. He would do as Linda said and he told her so. "Good," Linda said, "we can make this fun too, you know. Just act like it's a role you're playing. But we have to keep the pretense up. Smack! “Uhh!”Slap! “Uhh!”Smack! “Uhh!”“Do you want the paddle, Becky?” Aunt Chelsea asked, stopping to knead Rebecca’s throbbing bottom.“Yes, but I had some ideas,” Rebecca said as she stood up and rubbed her butt.“Oh, really? What did you have in mind?” Aunt Chelsea asked, curious as to what the shy girl could suggest. The thoughts ran through my mind as well. What could she do? What kind of exciting things are in store? Does she want to paddle Chelsea? I could see that, I’d for sure want a.