She then went on to plug the blue cable into asimilar hole in cage around the base of his hormone-shrunken penis. Thered cable was then connected in t...e same fashion to the end of the cagenear the head of the penis."Great! We're all connected. Now the other ends of those cables go intothe control box here. Here see --I have already done it for you," Iremarked, holding up the box to show her. The wires were long enough sothat there was plenty of slack between the e-stim box and the now. His response was something she thought would never come out of his mouth. Not him welcoming her home but he actually referred to her as his daughter. She was always her mother's daughter and not his. --Which was the complete opposite of how her mother had refer to her brother Robert. But both Joanna and Robert knew that was the difference between the two of them. Robert was always considered her father's son and his responsibility to raise. While Joanna was her mother's daughter and Joanna was. I was pleased to be enjoyed. Perhaps, after all, I should not be whipped. ‘You were ready to take twenty strokes just to keep it for me?’ his voice was very serious. ‘Yes master.’ ‘Suppose I fuck you now, and pay you for it with twenty strokes after?’ ‘Yes, master. Oh, yes please…..!’ Thoughtfully my master unlocked my handcuffs. He smiled. ***** It was a delightful garden party. The napery and the ritual, the sloping lawns, even the trees, might have been a transplant from an English County. "Shit yeah." And the shorter blonde girl slammed down the concoction and got ready to lapdance her heart out.In the creepy red-tinged darkness of the club's main room, a curious aroma met her nostrils. It smelled like men. And a lingering smell of perfume. Like a locker room sprayed with Flori-Dope, the miracle olfactory delight that was guaranteed to work fifty per cent of the time, or you could return the label for a fifty per cent rebate on a new can.From Becky's descriptions of the other.