"Let's see how that would look," She produces a red marker and paints mynipples and aureoles till they are bright red. "Perfect... for a slut.They nee... nice fat rings with bells on them to match your nose ring tooI think. Ahahahaha." Her evil laughter cuts into me like a knife."Open wide!" she orders, grabbing my cheeks.I open my mouth for her inspection."Wider! Like your going to suck something long and round. You're used tothat aren't you sissy? A big real cock maybe? You've been on your. I'm so weak it takes a supreme effort to lift my head to see why. I'm in a plaster cast from my lower chest to below my knees. There's an attached bar spreading my legs out in a Y-shape and a towel draped over my crotch.I look back at Dad and ask, "What's all this about? What happened to me?" My throat hurts and I can only manage a whisper."You've had an accident, Son. The bobcat pinned you against the pool wall and messed up your pelvis." No shit?" Then I start to remember. "Oh yeah. The. "As we left the store we giggled at her verbiage."How do we get home from here, Christopher?" my pretty sister asked."No worries, the city bus takes us to within three blocks of home, and we walk from there," I said."Cute and smart, that's my guy," she said.We walked to the bus stop and waited for the number 15 bus. Got on, paid and went to the very back. At our stop, we got off and walked home. Just like I planned—worked like a charm.We went inside and upstairs to work on our homework. About. Catherine sat in a chair laughing at his distress. ‘Good morning,’ she said with a smile. ‘Did you sleep well?’ He ignored her and just stared at the ceiling. ‘If you had been a bit nicer to me, those irons could have been avoided,’ she said. ‘I would rather have these on me than your hands,’ he said bitterly. She laughed again and rising, she crossed to the door. ‘Simms, come in here, please.’ The sentry entered the room. ‘Attach Mr. Kincaid’s wrist shackles to the head of his bed, please.’.