She watched TV, and then spent some time with Dawn in the kitchen helping her make yet another one of her great deserts.She didn’t really understand...her s*ster’s current obsession with baking, and cooking. It seemed she spent all her free time in that kitchen making up some sort of concoction. Then, of course, Buffy and Willow, and Dawn too, would have to eat it all.The nice thing was, it was all delicious.Every morsel of food Dawn made was so good that once they started eating they couldn’t. ..She introduced herself and herhusband and offered her hand toshake - I reached up to shake but as Idid I rolled over slightly and my stiffcock came into view - I tried to coverit, but it was too late she'd seen it.I thought she'd be upset, but she justsmiled and said "oh my - aren't youa big boy... I hope that is notbecause of me"I went bright red and muttered,"no..., yes..., well partly I suppose". Ididn't want to say that I didn't findher attractive.She said " I guess I should help youout. With the press of the same button that raised the winch, Julian was once again hoisted toward the ceiling; just enough that he the chain connecting the shackles to the floor was without any slack and his toes were six inches from the ground. He formed what would be considered an inverted Y. Once again, Irvin plugged another device into the wall socket. He retrieved a tray from the other room and wheeled it in front of Julian. The tray contained what looked like large steel rings with what. The biggest pile of motile hoses he'd ever laid an eye upon, in his entire life! They were twirling, twisting, and coiling around one another, in an impossible manner."Could they be snakes? No way! What have I walked into?" he thought to himself, fearfully."WHAT'S YOUR NAME, MORTAL?"That sound invaded his mind, but didn't pass by his ears, it was a brain message."Mm ... mm my ... n … n … name is mmm ... (Mado), w … w … who a …are y … you?"He stuttered."THE NAME THAT CAN BE HEARD BY YOUR.