More than you'll ever know." But I didn't mean it that way." You wanted her as your sex slave, didn't you John? Didn't you?" The old man's face was re... with anger now, his voice was sharp and hard. "Things don't always work out exactly as you want them to, do they John? Do they!?"John stepped back, stunned. He had expected some resistance to this news, but not this. Something else must be going on here. "I'm sorry, sir." he said, turning around to leave. The old man took a deep breath and then. "... must have gone to the waterfront," one of them said, "or to theConsulate. We'll put men out..." the voice faded off.A long, long time later, the storage room was at last silent, and hadbeen for a while. Slowly, cautiously, I turned myself over and climbedout of the crate.How odd I felt! My face was stiff and immobile, my arms and legs heavyand difficult to move. My hands felt thick and clumsy, and I couldn'tget my thumb and forefinger to meet. I checked out my fingers and sawthat they. He sat in our dinning room and I took the chance to sit opposite him, I was feeling really nervous and could see him looking at my tits. When I looked down my blouse was slightly open and he could see part of my tits and my skirt had rode up to reveal a small amount of stocking top. Simon was wearing a light blue pair of jogging pants and as we chatted I encourage my skirt to ride up reveling my suspenders and a small amount of skin. I could see a big bulge starting to appear next to his left. An oversized little-girl dress. "He's changed the frequency!" said Frank. "I can calculate a newcounterpulse, but it will take a few minutes. I've saved all thesoftware from the last time." "Put it on," said the Puppetmaster. For the second time in two days, ElectraWoman slipped a dress over hercostume."That's it. Zip yourself up nice, now. OK, let's have a little songand dance. How about 'On the Good Ship Lollypop'? You know the words." She began to sing and dance. "On the good ship lollypop,.