Thankfully, one of the researchers chose that moment to walk back intomy little waiting room. He smiled at me. Yung? Was that his name? Igave him a sm...ll smile back."Is the experiment going to start soon? I'm getting bored just waitinghere." Sure, just a few questions first. Is that alright?"He was going to follow some rigid formula for questions, I knew it.Didn't they teach these guys how to socialise? That sort of formalismisn't necessary in normal conversations!"Firstly, did you notice. He took a step back when he saw the "reflection". 'Ok... That's weird...' Sebastian'sgaze was on a woman, but he wasn't exactly sure it was one. Either shewas wearing a very revealing fox costume; either it was some furry-lover's wet dream, as that vixen was extremely curvy, with three sets ofmassive breasts. As he looked, the vixen's tail was swishing side toside. "Must be tough to walk..." he said, as he turned away.The mirrors continued coming, each with a different "reflection". Men,women,. “Slave, you’re making me wet, by just watching you squirm.” I whisper into your ear.I start to whip you hard! Whipping your rock hard cock, your chest, and your feet. You moan with pleasure and pain. You try and yell but the gag gets in your way of words. I laugh in pleasure of you struggling. “Oh now slave, if you want the gag to come off you just need to obey me, ok?” I say.“Yes mistress, I do” you try and say.“Ok, now slave, don’t talk,” I say, removing the gag ball.“Oh, yea th..” I gag you. Just then, a stranger walks up beside him and whispers “Would you be willing to give up a quarter of your sex life to sink the putt?”Thinking the man is crazy and his answer will be meaningless, the golfer also feels that maybe this is a good omen, so he says “Sounds good to me” and promptly sinks the putt!Two holes later, he mumbles to himself again “Gosh, I wish I could get an eagle on this one”.The same stranger is suddenly at his side again and whispers “Would it be worth giving up another.