"I'm sure it would fit. I'm quite good at guessing sizes. Now be adear, and take it."I didn't know what to do. Carrie was threatening my very manhood;...Imean what man wears a skirt? But I also knew in my heart, thatwhatever I had with her would be over if I didn't take it. And I hadbeen very happy these last few weeks, being in her company wasintoxicating. This wasn't fair. For a month I didn't have to make adecision, in fact couldn't make one if I wanted to. Now it was up tome to make a choice,. The cable was wrenched up pulling both Heather's arms and legs upwards forcing her body into a bow. Only her lower abdomen rested on the table top. Nipple clamps were attached to her breasts and heavy weights attached to thin chains dangling from the nipple clamps pulled her breasts downward. To add to the torment, thin straps had been buckled around the base of her breasts causing them to swell, turn red and become overly sensitive. Any movement by Heather caused the weights to swing pulling. At 13, she still outranked him, a fact which made her smirk."Is that a nice way to thank the gunner who saved your life?" demanded Lieutenant-Colonel Stan Waterman jokingly. "Sending your father to pester her all day long?" Oh, I've already thanked her. She says I have a very talented tongue, eh." Samantha wagged her eyebrows. Before anything more could be said, the Colonel arrived in the boardroom, putting his pace stick down beside his spot on the table."If I could have your attention please,. "Damn that Ferris girl moved in quick. I bet that vixen must be a prettygood lay," commented someone as they passed. Brandi started to turn andconfront them."Please, it is my job. I have to support Nita and myself," said Lira."But you are mine, until after dinner at least," Brandi pulled her closeras they continued to the table."Mommy!" Nita hugged her Momma then Brandi hugged Nita."See I promised you I'd be good to her." Thank you, she looks happy too," commented the little vixen.Near the end.