Aligning his new arm into the correct position took only a moment, and he locked it into place, then smoothed over the synthi-skin to conceal the join...t.His limb restored, Mikaboshi turned now towards the opposite wall, where a score of disembodied heads were neatly arranged in rows, staring back at him with cold, dead eyes. He strolled over to the first of those, lifting it from the shelf and checking the state of the connections. It had been many years since he’d had to make such significant. That bikini is not for me is it?" I nervously said with a half hearted laugh, but I was dying inside and my cock wanted to break free of my pants. "No silly," she said and got onto her knees. She ran her hands up my thighs and began to unzip my jeans. "The bikini was just something to get you ready." She leaned against my legs so that her breasts rested on my parted thighs. My sister then reached in my pants and pulled out my cock. I jumped when I felt her hand go around it. "This is my. "Go home. Spend time with that handsome young man of yours. Get enough to last you until you come back, so you don't kill him when you do. Leave him drained and wanting more, he'll appreciate it that much more when you do return."If it was only that easy. I told Brian I was coming over Friday night and I wasn't leaving until Sunday afternoon, so if he had any plans that didn't include me, cancel them now. He surprised me by saying "yes, dear."As I left my condo I asked Harold to keep an eye on. It was quite short and would leave the slaves bottom andlegs hanging. The legs would of course be on the floor inside the frameand it was along the bottom of the frame I noticed the straps for securingfeet. Facing the metal frame was a leather chair that appeared to beadjustable. One last bizarre item was standing beside the frame. It lookedlike a cow milking machine. I was soon to find out it was a milkingmachine but not for cows!"Have you finished gawking slave," demanded Mistress."Sorry.