She must have known what I was doing as she leant forward, opening her legs to reveal a great view between her legs. By now I could feel myself starti...g to grow, how could I get up with a massive bulge. She said she just needed to get something from upstairs and disappeared, giving me a chance to get sorted out. She was gone for a while so I finished the connections and tested the light. I shouted up to her that I was finished and she asked if I could come up and give her a hand. So I went up. I slid it open. Well, well. A selection of paddles, belts and crops, laid out ever so nicely on padded velvet. The drawer beneath contained a fine selection of bamboo canes, of differing weights, from the thin and whippy to the serious, knobbled old school, complete with hooked handle. I took one out, swished it around a little. It sounded loud in the stillness of the room. Then I found the piece de resistance: a bundle of birch rods, tied together at one end with a red ribbon, which was twined. I said that he had made a very big mistake. During this part of the conversation, I could not look at Erik. I had been looking down, alternately staring between the table top and the open magazine. I was unable to look my brother-in-law in the eyes! The picture before me stared back as I was spread-eagled on the bed, my wrists and ankles securely strapped to the bedposts. The only articles of clothing were a black sleeping mask covering my face and a peek-a-boo bra which showed my dark aureoles. They looked to Krang for a chance to release their desire.Raising his hand Krang motioned to four mutants in the back of the crowd, "Move aside!"One of the tiger mutants snarled. The group parted letting the four warrior-class Pride members through. These four were Krang's personal bodyguards. There was an air of supreme viciousness about these guards.Krang looked down at a female lion in the front of the crowd, studying her intensely. His eyes were malevolent as he smiled, flashing his razor.