This was actually a double door, and Guardian planned to open only one side. He had noted when he looked through the window that the door was unlocked... so he should be able to open the door with one heave. Guardian grabbed the door and threw it open. He stepped through the opening before any of the Wasters reacted to what was going on.Jane began shooting as soon as the door flew open. Her first shot went through the glass and shattered it, but it flew off in some odd direction and did no harm.. She had a barely noticeable shift in her posture. It wasn’t like she was hunched over defensively, but there was a ... slight hesitation in her body language. Sitting, standing, in motion, she looked, in a barely perceptible way, uncertain.The spark was gone from those once-lively gray eyes.More than anything, her personality had changed, like a dimmer switch had been dialed down. Sabbath had gone from outgoing, even bubbly on camera, to subdued.All of it, the physical and emotional alterations. The straps on her ankles and knees kept her legs spread wide and her wrists and elbows were strapped tightly together behind the pole forcing her tits out. Around her neck was a clear plastic posture collar positioning her head so she could only look at the 2 clear glass urinals, one a low wide bowl and the other narrow and deep mounted on the raised dais before her. A flanged penis gag was in her mouth, the flange sealing her mouth to prevent leakage and from the gag a clear plastic tube. “Tyler, can Courtney and I work together on the same speech?” Tyler looked up. “I honestly don’t care what you do as long as you have equal parts.” My day had just gotten 100% better. I told Courtney that we could work together and she let out a gleeful squeal while doing a little dance in her seat. She couldn’t believe that we were able to work together, and on something as fun as this speech (our speech in particular). We got started planning our speech. “The first thing we have to do is to.