Of course that was impossible, but a guy can dream, can’t he?My mirror-lined playroom included three major works of motorized erotic bondage furnitu...e: a X-cross, a custom “sex horse” and a high-tech tension table. All had their own motors and were designed for easy one-man operation.I explained that I was starting her with the tension table. It acts like a medieval rack to stretch a body and limbs out while presenting a body for sex in the ‘bent-over, from-behind’ position. The device was. ’ Of all the things I had seen and heard so far and thought were intense this was by far the most intense. My Mom had been treated like a slave all in the name of love and the desire to help my father conquer his slaves while he conquered his own inner beast. What came next just floored me. ‘Kenny, I want you to use me the same way. Practice with me. I know what’s involved and I know how to help you. Let me do this for you and we’ll have your breast worked into shape in no time at all.’ I was. Who was he?" I don't know," I said, with a sigh. God, this whole place was giving me a headache. "He's the one who did this to me. After Monty put this dress on me." Monty? Oh, you mean, the python," the rabbit nodded. "Well, he's as near-sighted as Bill is sometimes. Good to see you looking better at least. Come on and I'll show you where your p-- cat went."Just then, I noticed something. The old man had left that "script" behind when he put the locket around my neck. "Wait, I want to check. On her vanity desk she laid out her cherry redlipstick and carmine lips liner; plus her eye makeupthat accentuated her green cat-like eyes.In the bathroom she first took a shower before shefilled the tub with a rose scented bubble bath withwater as hot as she could stand. She soaked in the tubfor a half hour. While the tub drained she rubbed herarms and chest with rose oil. Satisfied Maryanne slowly walked to her vanity desk toapply her makeup. She added a touch of her favoriteperfume behind.