Id always loved humiliation and the thought of my own son being put in his place, with myself not being able to a thing to prevent it was an enormous ...urn on.It all began on Sunday afternoon when Shelia informed him that his constant rudeness towards the black men was going to be put to right.At first he went into a silent sulk and refused to cooperate in any way, this quickly changed after a hard slap each off the 3 black men.Like a scolded schoolboy he was frogmarched upstairs by his Mother. Shewould enjoy the next part of her game so very much. She always did.It felt like years before his heart stopped pounding. He was back in thecage again. His naked slender body lay motionless on the rude bed. Thefear that had gripped him as the naga used him over and over while shebathed him had only grown more intense with each moment. At the same timehe was also overwhelmed with the unfamiliar pleasure he had been forcedto feel as well. Sexual contact for him had always been an alien. “Your body has always done exactly what you want it to do. Even after you hurt your arm the first time, you still worked your way back in a few months. Yes, there were things you could no longer do. Those are the things that most of us can’t do. You came into this expecting to see instant results. Again, from my perspective, you have. I think you’re probably a week or two ahead of what I expected from you ... even after you slacked off for a few days.”“I wish I was devoted enough to ensure that. The final chamber always had been empty except for a slightly raised platformI was about two hundred steps across and two sickle shaped arms bend inward their pointed tips almost touching each other. Both of them perhaps one hundred steps in steps height on each side of the platform. This was, according to the ancient songs the holiest and most sacred point on all of Koken. The Nuthrum Device, the gate to the Masters. According to the ancient songs if activated, beings of incredible fighting.