“The ball gag is probably the most popular, and stereotypical, type of gag. The favorite of virtually any bondage movie ever made. And there is a go...d reason for that. It’s effective; the slave can’t do much more than grunt and moan. It’s uncomfortable; they’ll have to stretch their mouth open to take it in, and uncomfortable is always a plus for slave training. And it causes the slave to drool uncontrollably, which is fun to watch as well. Oh, and it’s very economical.”She moved on to the gag. "Meiko," Yvette broke into the conversation. "Use the teleport to bring Brad back from the laser pods. He'll cover for you for a short time. I'm sure you want to check on Janice and James." Yes Ma'am," I replied. The AI released the controls of the console and I was quickly able to summon Brad from the laser ready room. He popped his helmet off as he stepped from the pad and walked towards me."Hell of a day," he said with a smile. "Now go and give that noble lug who orchestrates this chaos a. After supper he was taken to a small room with a table and twochairs. A woman came in and he rose and curtsied to her. She saidit was great that he was learning so fast. Very sweetly she askedwhat his name was. He said it was Bruce. He slid off the chair ontothe floor in pain. The woman said it said on her form his name was Zalome. Then sherepeated her question, asking him his name. He said Zalome. Shesaid that was a pretty name for a maid, that it was so different. Then she asked him to tell. And then her eyes shot open. “Oh, god,” she gasped. “No, no, no, no.” Her face went scarlet, and then she scrambled over the couch arm, feet pressing on the cushions, disturbing them, and ran as fast as she could. She didn't bother grabbing her clothing. Her panties, which had worked down her hips as she squirmed, fell to her ankles. She kicked hard, freeing her right foot as she hobbled for the stairs. The tiny cloth clung about her left ankle as she vanished up the stairs, sobbing in.