My only means of escape is two combination locks fitted to my wrist bond, and I need a mirror and daylight for these. Only once have I been tied for m...re than 9 hours, but that’s another story.The problem with being tied for such a long time is boredom and the fact that I will probably cum and lose interest in what I’m doing and then try to escape, so I have designed the rope work to a point that it is tamper proof and no escape until morning I hope.Hence the 2 combination locks and no. It had already turned full dark hours earlier, but I wanted the neighborhood to be quiet, free from foot traffic.Reba said, “Don’t worry, Troop, I won’t inquire about your secret mission.”I glanced at Major McIntyre and said, “Sometimes I have doubts about this. Am I really doing the right thing?”“Remember, the best soldiers have no imagination. They see their duty and perform it to their highest standards.”Reba smiled at him, “But those without imagination don’t make the best men.”He smiled. “PLATO, I don’t want this!”The cat woman glared at her and Marcella said firmly, “You can’t blame a girl for trying one last time, can you?”“Yes, I can,” the woman said almost in a growl and then slammed her hand onto one of the buttons on the panel. An intense shock shook all of Marcella’s body. She screamed loudly and could smell the odor of urine as her bladder emptied through a slot in the chastity belt. If the anal plug had not been held in place by the belt, she might have expelled. The rubber contracted around his head as he withdrew his hands, pushingthe edges of the mask down against his neck. Using the adhesive thatworked with his breast forms, he stuck down the edges of the mask, andthen moved the blouse about his neck to cover things up. Then he turnedand looked at the woman before him.Her name was Mary, he'd decided that now. "Hi there, Mary," he said."Hello, Bryan. Pleased to meet you," she replied. Her voice wasbreathy, a low tone, and immediately turned Bryan on..