30 A.M. I guess he might be. He might have a meeting at the bank. Or maybe an appointment for something. God... She swallowed nervously. Glancing cove...tly around the bus, she wondered if there were any other subs or Doms nearby. A guy of about thirty got on and winked at her as he swaggered past. He was unshaven and looked a little dirty. Hmmm... she thought. I doubt he's a Dom. I guess he COULD be though. Probably more likely to be in advertising or something. Maybe a music teacher... She. He went on."How has a daughter of Antiope been taken by one so -- well -- whatever Telemachus is? Surely he hasn't conquered the spirit of an Amazon."Had he -- conquered my spirit? He'd taken my body. Mentes went on."When my dear sister heard that you were trapped here, she was overcome with rage -- and embarrassment, but Poseidon raised his voice! He's a friend of this family, my silly uncle, and Zeus forbade my sister to come."Who was this man? He went on."However, Zeus did not forbid me. For. I wake up very early. I shavemy complete body very closely, so not a single hair can be found.After a deliciously warm shower I rub myself dry and put on a lotionthat smells ever so feminine. I put on the lingerie which my wife haslaid out the previous evening: white knickers with a lot of lace, amatching slip, a white girdle and white stockings. On top I am towear a pair of jeans and a plain shirt.At 8 am I wake my wife with coffee and a warm french roll. We chatsociably concerning the. I’d mount her and fuck her and make her explode on my wooden cock.That would show her.The workshop was a cluttered affair. There were several rough tables and workbenches scattered throughout the room. A variety of dildos in various shapes and styles covered one table, all in different stages of shaping, some rough phallus, others nearly polished smooth. Tools for woodworking, hanging from hooks, covered one wall. Everyone looked precisely in place. There was a wooden man, joints articulated,.