"How did you find me?" I asked, wiping my eyes."I'd like to say I could find you anywhere through our link," he sighed, "but I'd be lying. It seems yo... are bugged to hell and back; do you have a habit of disappearing or something?" Huh?" You're bugged. There's a tracking piece in your ear, left foot and right butt cheek I was told, as well as having multiple seeking spells attuned to your blood." He explained it all matter-of-factly and I just stared at him. "I guess this means you didn't. " Also, I suppose that I thought that this would all be down to the involvement of Angela." Angela?" Professor Dawney, Jenny's boss. Well, I say 'boss'; it's a bit more complicated than that. You know that Jenny was doing research? Her PhD project was being supervised by Professor Dawney – Angela. She had Jenny do this project on adult play and stress. I think she thought you were a 'good laboratory model'. But Angela and Jenny had an affair together before Jenny and I got married and I suppose. "I'll have Andrea come along and release you soon. I want you to get some penance in the stocks first before you're released. I have a much better one where you rest upright on your knees while your wrists, head, and ankles are all enclosed in wood. Do you want to try that one?" asked Erica."Not just yet, Mistress." Soon, though," said Erica as she left the Dungeon.Janet was left alone in the Dungeon. She had seen stocks in television and movies, and the only place she had ever seen one in real. Her pink nipple was very obviously erect. Paula's breasts were and are magnificent. Even now 10 years on she does not need the support of a bra.She urged me to go and that she would rest a little longer on the bed.At that point a black hand came into view, circling her body and rising to cup her breast. Squeezing, caressing, fondling. It seemed very black on the white, rounded breast of Paula. Another man's hand fondling my own wife's breast! There was no mistaking that hand. Thick, pudgy,.