“This is the weapon of a hunter,” he sneered, “not a butcher’s knife.”Dann bristled at this, too. In their old Group place, there had been l...ttle time to decorate weapons and tools. They had found even less time in their travels, and any handcrafts were strictly utilitarian. Then he remembered Seth’s admonition. “They serve their purpose, Rand,” he replied evenly, “we have come this far with them, and have found them perfectly adequate.” Then he turned, and stalked off to his position in the. Mel tried to fight off and escape the clutches of the men who roughly handled his privates once he was seated on the bike but it was futile. They avoided his feeble attempts to kick them and he was quickly subdued. Soon his balls and cock were hooked up to the electrical wires, leaving him waiting apprehensively for further torture.A perfect candidate for the wimpy man who not only watches his friends fuck his wife, but also helps them, Sam thought as he watched Mel ineffectually struggle with. She had been a little nervous about that as the last handcuff had clicked into place and as she'd laid her head back against the mattress sheets, completely naked. But her boyfriend was a real fanatic for dependability and punctuality. He'd be here, she was sure!Within a few minutes of making herself helpless, she'd heard the phone ring. The answering machine responded, and she heard her boyfriend's voice over the speaker. He'd been unexpectedly delayed, an important customer, and he hade. “Rule number two, you must do everything and anything I say without question, no matter how horrible or disgusting. If I tell you to strip off all of your clothes you do that, if I tell you to clean out my toilet with a toothbrush you do that. Got it?” Stephen then reinforced his point by striking Jennie’s arse again with the flogger.“Yes Sir.” Jennie cried“Good. And finally rule number 3, you are my slave but if you are good and do as I say, then I might find it in my heart to forgive you and.