The harness had a strap that went under her chin, and that, combined with the stiff posture collar held her head completely immobile. John had also pl...ced a belt with rings on it tightly around her waist and locked both her wrists and ankles to it. A long strap encircled her elbows and then wound around her chest below her breasts. Another strap was cinched just above them. Two more secured her ankles to her thighs. And finally, her nipples protruding between the straps got a pair of clamps.. "I couldn't help but notice you are the most beautiful woman here," heoffered.Now that was suave - NOT! Are you sure you graduated from high school,Big Boy?So this was it. He had picked this time and place - in front of thecity's elite - to 'out' me as a man. Mentally, I judged the verticaldistance from floor to crotch, factored in flexibility, heel height,plus strength and speed of my up-thrusting knee. Yep; that shouldjust about do it. Sopranos, here he comes..."Why, thank you, Sir!" I oozed. It puts the subject into a trance-like state of shock and suggestibility that makes possible personality restructuring, or what is popularly known as brainwashing.A week in the Tank prepared Monkton for the next stage of his "rehabilitation." For the next several days, the drug cocktail pumped into his arms was altered to make him more receptive to suggestion. Every few hours, tiny sound transducers implanted in his ears softly intoned a prepared script designed to awaken in him the Anima, the. She whispered slightly as he gripped her sides, rolling her over onto her back."Daddy's not finished with you yet" He growled to her, catching her wide eyes as she looked up to him. Her cheeks were red, mouth slightly open and panting. Her perfect small breast bounced slightly as he manhandled her into position, flat on her back with her legs spread around him. Plug still buried deep inside her ass.He knelt between her legs at the edge of the bed. His hand greedily rubbing along her wet slit as.