I can do real magic with this wand, Randy. It took me a while to learn the command structure and language for using this wand, but trust me I have lea...rned it. And I now speak it very fluently." Julie then lifted the wand and pointed it at Randy. "Hathem umhy du vhid af psukem. Omhetz imt omdah ehfevafe iffuvet, Nuwe mud, pseik mud." Despite the fact Randy had been spending his free time reading about alternate realities and not magical spells, he thought Julie was being downright silly about. "Here she smiled at me, and pulled at my collar, dragging me up off the bed. She led me by the collar to three short chains, bolted in a triangular pattern at the center of the floor. After she pulled my face to the floor, she chained my collar, giving me barely an inch of length to pull my head up. She kicked my legs apart so I was on my knees, ass high in the air, then chained them to the other two bolts in the room. The way I was restrained, I couldn't lift my head, I couldn't pull my ass. It moved around the room.When Yann - the last - joined us, he took in the sight briefly and smiled softly. "It's nice to have you back, Papa." He said, kissing me softly."Nice to be back." I smiled back. "I think you're over-dressed."Greedy leered at me. "Yes, Papa." He cooed as he began unbuttoning his shirt. He wasn't wearing much - a silk dress shirt and pants that had to be cutting off his circulation - but he managed a very sensual strip tease.Or maybe I was just very, very horny and. ”“Have you asked him to stop?” I asked.“Sure. I tell him to fuck off every time he tries. He never stops, though.”I blinked at her a couple of times. I was trying to figure out if she seriously thought that would work.“If he told you to fuck off every time, would that stop you from saying stuff to him?”“Shit, no.”I don’t normally use those sorts of words but that doesn’t mean I don’t know them. I even use them sometimes. B wanted me to use them at Mira. She wanted me to scream them at her. She.