The power of Normality. Anything you do will be accepted by all and you can control normality itself with a few words.” The voice didn't echo but I ...ould just feel this huge presence in the dry and raspy feminine tone. It wasn't hard to imagine that this was the voice of a God.‘W-what?’ My thoughts on my surroundings were interrupted and led into complete disarray by the sudden intrusion of the voice as I registered the words of the – whatever it was. If this was a dream, this would definitely. She shrugged her shoulders and the dress fell to the floor. Her lace bra and panties added a seductive aura to her perfect body. Her years as a cheerleader had toned her body to the point that perfection had been achieved. She kicked off her shoes and I undid the clasp in her bra revealing her perfectly formed breasts. I had seen them at camp but now I had a better view. They were exactly the right size for her body and did not sag one iota. Capped with nipples which were already hard as. A gold ring circled my penis and another connected to itcircled my balls. I quite liked it. I could move and I left the bed andwent to the lavatory, the only thing I could not do was take off thenightie or put anything else on. He must have heard me, for he knockedon the door and when I answered come in, he entered. Still thegentleman."You passed out," he said. "how do you feel." Fine," I said, "but the chains and rings."He smiled. "You'll get used to them. This is your new uniform, so. Our man had a business degree from the University of Florida and had been successful in business before becoming interested in politics.I said, "I've seen enough, the man probably has to eat, sleep, and live politics and other people using up his time. I'm not that guy, I'm not willing to put in a twelve hour day everyday then go to a cocktail party to butt kiss. I'm really trying to retire or at least slow down. That's not for me."Glenda said, "I never realized those guys had so much to do. I.