They agreed to install such a switch on her craft, but none of us cared to see it become a standard issue item. I arranged for them to spend a week up...rading my wives' flier to meet the specifications of my flier, and we set a date. I also arranged for the women to borrow another flier to use in the interim.My next opportunity to test my new toy came only four weeks later when King Haran had to travel to a State event. This was politically a big deal, so there was no way to keep his travel. School had never done much for Nancy, but art had. She thought she was a talented painter, thought it might be her only talent, and she was as determined to continue her art as she was to care for her grandmother.Jack worked on the docks with her and had befriended her when she had begun. It was hard work, and the men didn't make it easy for a young girl. Jack had told her rather frankly not long after she'd begun that he bet she was a pretty randy fuck and really never stopped hitting on her,. “Do you have a preference Mistress? A certain color?”“Choose whichever you like, as long as it's clean and shiny.”“Yes, Mistress.” He bowed a third time and retreated back to the stairs, ascending them quickly.“And hurry!” she called after him. “I'm getting hungry!”* * * * *Michael felt cool metal flat against his torso and upper thighs. His wrists and ankles were shackled tightly to the sides of the contestant podium. The taste of rubber was strong on his tongue; a fresh ball-gag secured in. "I was...confused, at first. In denial. Felt strange," he responded. "Betrayed by my father at first, definitely, and angry, before I realized he was just trying to do what he thought was best. Ashamed, at first, that I had been with my sister. Just little bits of every type of emotion swirling around like a tornado in my head. Eventually it subsided, and I don't know what it was. There was a part of me that was like a light deep down, and it was telling me something I at first didn't want to.