"Oh wow, these lovely things are going to sit well on your chest Samantha." She pulled the tits out and saw glue lying in the box. "Kelly grab that gl...e please and put some of it on Samantha."Kelly walked over to the box, as did Samantha. The former grabbed the glue and began to spread it all over Samantha's chest.Samantha, on the other hand, was excited. She was going to get her own set of tits finally. Granted they were fake, but she was still getting a pair.After enough glue was applied,. But now, when she landed a right into my chest, it made me glad I was tied up. She’d hit me, I’d recoil back a bit, and the steel chain connected to the bar above my head would make a harsh grating sound. If I hadn’t been tied to that bar, I might have fallen over from the impact of her careful punches.I started to grunt each time she struck me.“Keep quiet,” she demanded.After a few more punches, Mistress Victoria moved in close again. She rubbed the leather gloves against my red chest, chafing. I was about to say something, then I caught myself -- it didn't make any sense. Nobody shrinks, at least not until they're really old."Uh, Tom, I need to stand up." Are you sure that's a good idea?" he asked, with a worried expression on his face.We stood up again, and he grasped my arm to steady me. I was shaking. I looked into his eyes -- they were slightly above mine! "Tom ..." I croaked. "Tom, what's wrong with me?" I don't know, Jim. You want me to call the hospital?" No, Tom. I mean, look. Since he had bought a VIP ticket, his wrist band would allow him unlimited access to the games for the day, though the line was currently rather long, so he decided to search for something else to do in the meantime. He glanced around the area, and spotted one of the slave girls, she was tied up to a pole light, and was nude, other than a black collar around her neck, she had light, blond hair, and beautiful green eyes, and large breasts, likely a D cup. Joel smiled when he saw her, but she.