I took my stuff into my bedroom. There was a wool blanket and a coyote fur bedspread covering an old cotton mattress. I stroked the coyote blanket and...thought to myself I can’t wait to exploit and punish you with my stiff cock. The cabin was heated by a wood burning stove and kerosene lamps that were also used for lighting. There was a generator that ran on propane, but he used that sparingly. I saw a hand pump in the kitchen, I guessed that bathing was done the old fashion way (a simple sponge. A pilot would sit inside the neck, and control the rest of the robot. Really advanced stuff, from what Ryan could tell.He continued to flip pages, his mind absorbing the information. Most of the systems worked just fine, except for the control. It seemed as though efforts to control the robot directly with body suits were too clumsy. By the time the pilot moved his hands, the robots were already off the mark. There was some work at intelligent software systems that could predict what the pilot. Carol was standing still, legs parted even farther now, letting Max touch her at will, deftly arousing her, her hands spasming tight, clasping her dress above her hips. She heard Niki and and the two dogs begin to come down the stairs and she began to drop her dress, stopping only when she heard Max’s terse order.“Keep it raised, we are long past hiding your wanton desires from anyone, least of all your daughter”.Clutching her dress tightly, Carol waited, moving slowly against his hand as Niki. The final restraint was a wooden bar which was supported by two poles which seemed to be connected to the upper pad. The guards stretched out the slave’s hands and placed them in two half circles cut into the bar. They then set another wooden beam in place. It also had two half circles so that it effectively locked her wrists in place.After they had tested the restraints to make sure they were tight, one of the men cranked a handle on the side of the bench and the upper pad, as well as the.