But Leonard easily could.“Restraints and a chastity belt, what of it?”“Sydney broke her and tamed the Heroine to the bond. She craves her Mistre...s’s binding and attention. That woman is my husband’s student’s dedicated slave. Willing slave.”He snorted, “and the blonde?”“Look closely, Leonard. Does she look happy to be there? At the center of attention, bared breasts, hands bound, boots emulating a horse. That white plume and ribbons woven in her braid? That tail, stuck in her ass for all to. Joanne: it's about 9:30 and i'm about to go to sleep when I realized I couldn't find my headphones. I always listened to music while sleeping. I couldn't find it anywhere. "I bet you Ray took it to his room" I got up to walked down the hallway to his room. He always kept his room door open when dad was working late so he can hear everything in case something happens so he can protect me. I seen my headphones under his bed at edge. He was passed out on his bed under his covers. As I bend down to. "What's wrong Angel?" Asked Michelle sincerely. It made her so horny to see Angel so sad.Angel continued sobbing like a blubbing baby."You know when I was sad at band camp." Said Michelle, hugging Angel closer. "I used to play my flute to cheer me up."Angel sobbed even more as if the mention of band camp had resulted in burning hot steel rods being plunged into his eye-balls. Obviously, it would need more than a story about band camp to cheer Angel up this time."It's Buffy, isn't it." Sighed. “Oh, here he comes!” I heard mom say from the kitchen.Mom was leaning on the counter with a glass of wine in her hand. Her friends Julie and Trish were there. I resented them for calling my dad a loser, even though they were nothing to look at either.“Don’t be rude, Daniel. Say hello to my friends.” Mom sternly said.“It’s ok, he’s just shy! Trish remarked, while Julie giggled."Hello," I said bluntly."Aww, he's looking more and more like Barry each day," Julie said with a hint of pity. "Still no.