That would have taken us a lot oftime and research. And this one just knocked on our door. We are going toget a lot of money for this one." Let's spee... up the process anyway,Fritz said'. I will vent some gas into the room that will keep himunconscious for at least 12 hours and you give him the injections.Afterwards I will put on the music and start the subliminal imprinting.Some time later, the redhead stepped into my room through a hidden doorand administered a couple of injections. One in. She cinched shut a leather restraint around his neck and then quickly cuffed his wrists behind him and secured them to the collar with a long strap.Rising to her full height, accentuated by her high heels, she clasped the base of the dildo to her crotch and then smacked him across the face with it several times. Grabbing him by the hair she forced the gargantuan phallus between his lips and into his mouth. He squirmed and writhed as the psuedo-cock filled his mouth and caused him to gag. . I saw the exhaustion slowly vaporize away. The smile still spread across her face as she soaked, the bubbles playing peek-a-boob with her breasts. We sat for a time unspeaking, her eyes closed as the weariness finally soaked away. After a time, she sat up her hand reaching for the washcloth."Uh, uh," I told her. "That's my job." I began to wash her back, soaping her first, massaging her neck and shoulders, rinsing, and then washing again. She leaned back, once again eyes closing as I began. No that wasn't right, he was distracted, withdrawn perhaps. She didn't know what to say, or do, and decided to try and behave more sub like for the rest of the afternoon.They went down to the same area where the Tai Chi had been done, and Jennifer saw that there were white wooden folding chairs arranged in a semi-circle. There were about fifty chairs arranged in three rows around a central area. Jennifer noticed that the other Subs were all wearing leashes, and were kneeling on the right of a.