What man hasn’t fancied his k**s nanny? I mean I bet even that bloke Mary Poppins worked for would have thought about it. I certainly had in the pa...st, but of course I would never have done anything about it. That evening I sat back and enjoyed watching her cook. She is about five foot four, slimly built and with breasts still pert - no k**s of her own yet, and the way things were going, what with her track record with useless men, that wasn’t going to change any time soon. Oh well, that. By the time we arrived at the dungeon, it was almost six am and she was wide awake and panicking. When we removed the cover from her, her eyes went wide and she screamed as best she could around the gag. I chuckled and placed a heavy, leather blindfold over her eyes and matching cuffs on her wrists, upper arms, ankles, thighs and neck. Her legs were effectively hobbled with short chains run crossways from thigh to ankle and her arms pulled painfully behind her back before she was pulled out. This care can only be delivered at a super specialist level hospital,” said Dr. Delia Watson. She handed over to her husband.“The Archduke is stabilizing. We have a rapid micro-transporter system that can target the toxic destroyed tissue and remove it. We have a new generation of antimicrobial nano-bots that will assist his immune system. The pod transporter system targets foreign DNA and is also removing virus and bacterial material from the wound. Nano and micro-bots are working to stop. "Never," I assured her.Talking stopped as I stood in front of her. Hope is about five inches shorter than me, and she looked directly into my eyes, burning my soul with a laser, as I slid the shirt off her shoulders and down her arms. The lacy bra I'd glimpsed before was in my face now, her creamy breasts jiggling with her shaky breath. She was as excited and nervous as I was.I lightly traced her neck with my fingers, trailing them down her throat, across the top of her chest. Lightly, ever so.