“Space yourselves evenly. There is plenty of room.” she said. She went to the bottom rail, putting handcuffs on their feet and fastening them to t...e rail. God, thought Thomas, what is she doing with so many fucking handcuffs? What a collection she has.She went to the head of the bed, and spent a minute fastening the boy’s hands to the rail. She stood back and surveyed them, pleased. They were helpless, now. They were completely in her power. They were already under her spell, she could. I could succor with a cup or kill with a scratch. Some mushrooms had to be cultivated to get the best juices.I can make your skin break out in blisters with the essence of marigold and sumac. I can make your brain boil with essence of moon flower and blooming vine. I can make you run screaming thru the woods from imaginary terrors with three roots. I can calm, I can ease, I can heal as well.Each time there was a birth I was sent first to watch, then to assist.I remembered father's lectures. Lena acknowlegdes: she's excited indeed. A deep red blush also can convince any looker-on.Lena allows my hands to slowly caress her all over her back down to her blue bikini bottom.Lena has lovely curves to feel. First from outside. She lets me slip my hands inside her bikini.Lena loves the way I massage muscles of her beautiful bare bums. Her first erotic experience!Lena allows me to go further, by bits and bits. She still likes it a lot. I caress her while we chat.Lena and I spend several. "You wearing them yet?" she called from outside."Yes, I've got them on," I replied.I had worn the garments for barely a few seconds when I felt odd. Astrange sensation flowed through me. My insides were stirring, as if theywere being rearranged. But that was nothing compared to what followed. Ifelt a sensation in my groin that caused me to reach down.What I felt was unbelievable, but when it dawned on me what washappening, my heart soared. My penis was shrinking and being suckedinwards. My.