"I'd figured on heading back tomorrow, but there's no reason I can't do it in the afternoon instead of the morning. I'm used to working weird hours; I...can probably go all night if I can sleep in a little in the morning." I've got a better idea," JoAnne said. "If I hear you right, Shae is going to have to head back to work next week, and Dave might have to go in at least part time, too. There's no great rush for me to head back. I could stay here for a few days, and Emily, you could head back in. I had no ideawhat I would sound like. The very first word I spoke was clear as abell, which made the doctor happy, but I was shaken right to my core.Those clear fine tenor tones of mine had been taken away! I now had ahigh tenor voice, almost a soprano with a cloud of smoke mixed in! I wasdesolate, convinced that my singing days were over.At home life did not change much, and I spoke as little as possible.After a week or so of that my sister Lisa grabbed me by the arm andyanked me around,. Did beating his wife half to a pulp actually turn him on? Was he some kind of sick fuck? When she began working him with her bloody tongue and lips and he stopped thinking about anything but fucking her. God it had been a long time since he had fucked his wife. He was going to do it now and he was going to do it strictly for his own pleasure. To hell with what she wanted. All that mattered was what he wanted and he wanted his cock buried in her cunt right to the hilt right now.He pushed her. The Ownerhangs a bunch of keys onto the hook at the end of the string. Slave abby knowsthat the key to her collar and suit are in that bunch. The Owner releases theratchet, and the keys fall rapidly to the bottom of the pit. There is a speed setting, but slave abby cannot see where The Owner has setit. The Owner then replaces the casing of the mechanism. This is a most ingeniouspiece of design. It covers everything except the on/off switch (after all, slave abby is notgoing to want to interfere.