I hear something that sounds like plastic and my interest peaks. You bring my hands forcefully behind my back and handcuff me. "Don't slouch", you ...ay while pressing your hand to the small of my back to straighten me up causing my breasts to jut out further. You take what feels like saran-wrap and bound it around my breasts and torso. My body tenses and you sense my fear and tell me it's ok. I know you'd never hurt me so I relax and try to concentrate on what you're doing. It seems that. As we carried on talking I went to the recycling bin and Ivy was co0ming back from the shop, I said to her "Do you fancy a coffee", she replied "Ok", and with that she came in, I introduced her to Jon, saying he was one of my oldest friends, and she and he were talking in the lounge as I was making the drinks.I came into the room and she sat between us, taking her coffee off me we were all soon chatting away, Jon said he needed the toilet and went upstairs, I put my arm around Ivy and said "You. ' And Ihad to get my darker impulses out as well, and I wrote some veryexposing erotica that had some of my darker sexual fantasies publishedonline... under the name 'DelightfullyDecadent... or DoubleD, as Ioften replied to my fan mail as. My mind mentally thought of some ofthe stuff that he could have found if he looked for my stories, most ofit was pretty hardcore BDSM stuff, with focuses on femdomme stuff andother fetishes that dallied in the back of my soul."Look Steve... I.. I'm not. It has been used since the time of the old ones, of thesagas. We want no little pricks to goad us on our way.Make sure we do not take any over the age of twenty ifyou can, not unless they are like those two black onesback there.” She smiled and turned her attention to thelandfall, the big, red sail flapping behind her as itwas being lowered.Gerta laughed, saluted, backed away, unshackled the twoweeping boys, examined their shriveled genitals,snorted and tossed them over the side and then.