He was already hard as a rock. The clamp wouldensure that he stayed that way! He then with another small clampattached the bar to the clamp around his...dick. In this position,getting to his feet would now be impossible, walking would also beextremely difficult and he would certainly not be able to bend over.Any movements would provide his dick with pain for sure.Chris then put a corset on. He drew the strings as tight as he could.His breathing became restricted. He liked that. Then he decided. Because I didn’t want to go to a baseball game with him. Actually, I would have enjoyed the game, but he wanted me to learn the game and play the game, not enjoy watching the men play it. And softball was totally out. Oh, well. Without Mom, there was nobody. Auntie Sue tried, but my father pushed her away and well, until Chuck Conley, White Knight, showed up, things were pretty bleak. Enough about my problems. What can I do for you?” She looked up at me, with her chin on my sternum. Those eyes. " Just doing our job, ma'am," his voice was deep and gravelly. You had better be worth the price we paid to rescue you.She patted him on the shoulder before being led away along with the four others the SOLAR team had rescued. He was more worried about Wonder Boy and the rest of the platoon than being thanked. A flight surgeon plugged his monitors into the wounded man's power armour and began taking readings. The rest of the Team was looking on, dread and anticipation on their faces. They were. I made a phone call to give them an address and yes, they'd dispatch a bus to pick Nikki up at the house. I had to wonder about the number of students who'd be on that bus. On my drives back and forth to work I'd not seen a lot of activity at any of the few homes that had survived the storm.I called Sheriff Richard. I was pleasantly surprised to be called by my name when he answered. Apparently I was on his phone list. "Dan! Why, hello, newlywed," He said."Hello, Ernie. How're things goin' in.