The sensitivemicrophone above me captures my every moan and gurgle for my virtualaudience, amplified through the speakers, making me feel exploited,di...played, cheap and... sexy!The "session" is set to run for an hour, but I cannot see the clock, and Idon't know for sure how long I have left to suffer, and whether mystrength will last for that time...The rope is tight around my neck, my legs are burning and often refuse topush my body weight up for another gasp of air, my ass is stretched to. And the doctorthought it was best that we get him some bras. He is in the dressing roomwaiting for me. He is quite embarrassed, as you can imagine."The woman's eyes opened wide, and then she looked at me verysympathetically and squeezed my hand. She said, "Oh the poor dear! Buthe is so lucky to have a supportive mom like you."I smiled and thanked her and then whispered a little conspiratorially, "Aslong as he needs to wear a bra, I thought I'd might as well get him somepretty ones. Don't. On the way up the stairs, we passed a pretty blonde girl just coming out of the sitting room of the first floor rooms, who gave us a big smile."Hi Julie, has Rebecca left you on your own this weekend?" Yes, she's taken the washing home to Mum again." Come and have a cuppa and a bun with us. This is Jon, Jon this is Julie. She's got the room below mine. She's doing the same course as Vee."We were soon sat round the kitchen table drinking tea and tucking in to a box of supermarket jam doughnuts -. Summer was coming to an end and in a few days he would return to Hogwarts. It had been a crazy two years. Voldemort had returned and plunged the world into another Wizarding War. One year Harry, his friends and the Order of the Phoenix had fought him from the underground until they finally had managed to drag the Dark Lord into an open battle on the grounds of Hogwarts.A bit over a year had past since that battle and the school, which had been heavy rebuild after the battle, was about to reopen.