His bushy brows were gone andreplaced by high thin painted feminine arches. His nails had receivedone inch extensions and varnished a glossy pink with...silver sparkles.The hair and nails weren't the only things new about his look. He had abright colorful hummingbird tattooed high up on his left shoulder. Hisears had been pierced. In the lower lobe of each ear was a large pinkball. Suspended from the ball stud were eight small golden chains withsmall pink phallic shaped ends. The next hole had a. And if you failed to cum then I would punish you for wasting my time and lock you back into the CB2000 until the next time! That way we could get into long term chastity, but with the added benefit of uncertainty." I was frustrated in knowing my orgasms and relief to my pent up arousal would be dragged out much longer now, but at the same time I found it highly erotic knowing my fate rested in an arbitrary number from a roll on the dice that neither of us controlled! And the thoughts raced. Ed had a feeling that something important was going to happen and asked Claire to turn into the restaurant at the last minute. It was almost as if William had shouted, “Go there, now!”As the door clanged to a close behind her, Ling asked, “What are we doing here?”“I don’t know,” Ed answered as he looked over the restaurant with narrowed eyes. Two coarse looking Hispanic men in their early twenties were crowded together in front of the register. The woman at the register looked frightened, but. Two hours later, as he trudged down the path to the back door of his home, Ned realised that this just wasn't his lucky day. Of course Sid had been early, and of course this just had to be the evening his mother went to the Women's Institution. Institute, he corrected himself.Mrs Kelly was at the back door when Ned got there, clearly not happy, and, as usual when he was in her bad books she used his full name."Gerald Michael Kelly," she said in a loud voice, "just where the hell have you been?.