Thefirst two articles had been very well received and he had beencommissioned to write a third. The first one had focused on swing-clubsand the second...on the city's transgendered sex scene. His latest was onthe S&M community. His editor was so pleased with the other articlesthat he had given Stephen an advance.Over the past month Stephen had gone to several clubs and parties andinterviewed many in the community. Still he felt the article wasmissing something -- someone who lived the lifestyle. He stepped up to it, defiantly. Adam stepped out of the shadows, in order to secure Jared's ankles to each side of the frame. Standing with his legs spread wide apart, Jared was helped to lean forward over wide bar, that was comfortably padded. Adam, then, cuffed his wrists securely to the sides. Jared's heart began to pound. Panic was setting in. He could not move at all. Trying to struggle, Jared found out just how tightly he was bound. He didn't know if he could go through with this. “My. "We're breeding males tonight..." Ah..." A'moth nodded. "Standard eightfold rotations?" That's right. A full deck too, one-hundred fifty rotations... Males..." The old woman gave a sideways shrug in a vague expression of scorn... "Oh, I don't mind mistress. I will remain alert and do excellent service, even with males." That's the right attitude Lisa! Welcome aboard!"By 2 AM, A'moth was half-way through her six-hour shift. The system control console flashed a recommendation for her to take. ‘Leonard please shut the door and make yourself familiar with the kitchen.’ ‘The bar especially, Leonard.’ Lidia added quickly. A glorified waiter, cook, and jiggalo he read like bad comic book, but I could see what women saw in him, though unfortunately their attention focused on me instead. ‘So are you more than a pretty thing,’ She turned her attention to me, Miribell’s fingers curling at the hem of my shirt pulling ever so slightly upward teasing the on looking audience. ‘Yes Ma’am.’ Ms..