All I had on other than my chastity cage was my yellow jockstrap and my nipple clamps. I'd been pumping them for a couple of hours a day they were swo...len up nicely, over a half inch long and thicker than a pencil. The clamps felt good as the chain pulled and swung. In the cage, my cock throbbed and swelled as much as the down curving steel cage allowed.15 mins. I sniffed some poppers to calm my nerves. It's always nerve-racking, meeting a top for he first time. He was new to the site,. Losing an eye wasn't that uncommon, but to a hunter the consequences were severe because with one eye there is a loss of depth perception. Try hunting with a bow, or even just moving through the woods, with one eye closed.The consequences of losing an eye were serious enough that the Chief's from several villages were called on to sit in a multi-tribal council that would try to arrive at a decision that was fair to both sides. The bow, and Rising Waters earlier ruling on the trade goods, were. It’s what Sally wanted and I want it as well,’ he looked at Lena, ‘I only hope Amy wants it as well.’ ‘I think she does,’ Lena said, ‘oh, go in and ask her. It’s wonderful something good and new coming out of such a bad thing.’ ‘Yes it is, thanks to Sally!’ and, with that, he went into Amy’s room. We both went downstairs to tell the children’s Nanny that they were both OK now and she could relax. They must have talked for ages because Guy returned saying that things were running OK. Sally,. I am not sure if it is because of my looks, tall, thin with no muscles to speak of or my profession. I am a botanist, for you that don’t know what a botanist is, we study plants. I have always been more, shall we say, capable than most people when it comes to studying and had several scholarships lined up when I finished school.I loved school and if it weren’t for the jocks that intruded in my life every now and then would have had a perfect time. I spent my life between the school lab, library.