I want to be humiliated and degraded andused for the enjoyment of my owner. I want to know that I will be safefrom permanent injury, but that my feeli...ngs will be secondary. I wantto be chastised and know that I am at the mercy of my owner for anypersonal pleasures. I want my pleasures to be coupled with humiliationuntil I cannot even achieve an orgasm without feeling deeply shamed. Iwant my mind so twisted that I get sexually excited when humiliated andI want degrading fetishes to be programmed. " And then he was gone!" I passed Susan another tissue."God only knows how I got through the rest of that shift because I bawledmy eyes out when I got back to my hut! I felt so dammed helpless Jess,and that was when I knew I had to do something for the lads and theirfamilies."Susan explained how she requested a visit to his unit, and when she did,she told me how one of his mates told her how Jimmy had joked to histroop sergeant the day before he was hit. "Hey if I get wounded, rumourhas it one. When Linda got home from work she was surprised not to smell supper.She thought she would have to tell Theresa off, but all thoughts oftelling him off vanished when she saw him at the bottom of the stairs.Grabbing the phone she dialled nine one one.The police and paramedics arrived in minutes. The police took photos ofthe stairs and of Toby whilst the paramedics, worried about aggravatingany spinal damage, used a spinal board to immobilise Toby?s back.?Why are you taking photos?? Linda asked. We're going to put your body harness back on now. Just to make sure that you don't get any ideas, Cissy is going to reattach your leg cuffs."She then refastened my feet to the floor. Aunt Betty then released my wrists from their bondage. My wrists were extremely sore. I was allowed to rub them for a minute or two, in an effort to bring them back to life. I knew that there was no chance for escape, and I didn't want to let them know that it was on my mind, so I just gave in and stood there while.