Then a butt plug and a larger dildo. Shebrought out a pair of handcuffs. She brought out a box of condoms. Shebrought out an ankle bracelet with "siss...y" written on it. She broughtout a nightgown and a pair of breastforms."Later," she said, "we'll go to the Loft and buy you some dresses foreveryday wear. You're going to be in them from now on."I was overwhelmed. I didn't use most of these things. A cage? Who wantedto be caged? A dildo? I had no use for that. More dresses were nice, andthe breast. It was all connected by one fact and one alone: I was yours and I wouldn’t give away what was yours to someone else.“I didn’t dare tell you how I really felt about you, of course. That would let Mom and Dad know and they wouldn’t let you near me for a year. But yes, even my morals, everything, that would have been tossed aside for you. Period. No question of it. If you knocked me up, I wouldn’t have snitched on you at all. I would have basked in the knowledge that I carried your child in my. It looks like there was once two small chips. The man in black twists underneath the green ninja and kicks him off. They charge at each other. I kneel down and take a better look at the chip. Reaching out I pick it up in my hand. I find myself fascinated with it. It must be powerful to have them fight over it. What the fuck? Suddenly tendrils spring out from it like a spider. I shake my arm as it crawls up it. “Get it off me!” I shout as it gets to the back of my neck. A piercing pain shoots. 00ma'am" the elderly man behind the counter told Elsa. She was surprisedthat it was so cheap, but certainly happy. As if reading her mind theelderly man said "We're having a clearance sale on some of our toystoday." "Why, thank you." Elsa said, handing the money over. "No, thank you for coming, Mrs. Summers." The elderly man said.Elsa turned and walked out the store thinking to herself "What a nice,polite gentleman". After she'd left, she remembered that he'd calledher by name and.