It's been a while since I died. Myname is, or was, Evan Skye. I'm one of the top smugglers to ever come outof the Corellian sector...or at least I was...before I pissed off Zorban,the Hutt crime lord, that rules Nar Shadaa. Now I'm known as Aaliana and Ispend most of my days clothed in little more than a loincloth and chains.This is the story of how I went from being one of the top smugglers in thegalaxy to the permanently enslaved pleasure girl of one of the nastiestcrime lords in the galaxy.I. Finally, when I ran a search for 'cbt devices', I saw it. It's called "The Humbler" and comes in either hard plastic or finished wood. With or without padlocks. With or without electrical stimulation. All I knew for sure is that I needed to try one.That night, after I thought I heard Monica leave for her nightly partying, I decided to take the bull by the balls, so to speak. I decided to sneak up to her room and see what other delights she keeps hidden on her computer. I waited until my normal. I accompanied her. We went to the Bus terminal, but the last bus going to the village was cancelled, and hence we boarded another bus which does not go to the village but to another village situated on the highway. It was 9.00 PM and the bus was crowded, we had to travel standing almost at the back row of the bus. The conductor issued tickets and lights were put off. It was clear full moon day, but it started raining. I was standing behind Widow aunt, the aroma of hair oil from Widow aunt’s. "Oh, thank you." Laura responded.Almost immediately Marcy planted a big, juicy kiss on Laura's lips. "Tastes like wine, huh?" She giggled. Marcy then put down her glass and reached over to Laura and lifted her dress, "Do you like what you see, Brian? He's been waiting for this all evening."I felt my manhood on the rise once more. Actually my cock has not had a break the whole trip with my step-sister around."Let's give Brian a show." Marcy stated with confidence, "He likes to watch you.