This debate seemed at an impasse when the farmer recalled a magical box he'd found a few days prior. The box would change things. The wife was shock...ed - it was surely a thing of evil, and no good could come of it. But the husband persuaded her that it wasn't evil, and besides, it had power to make their contest truly fair. Eventually, he persuaded his wife that only by using the magic box would they settle their argument about who had the easier job. And so, early the next morning, after. Stephanie felt the clothespin clamp down hard on her left nipple. The pain shot through her breast like an electric shock and she screamed into her gag. It was far more painful than she had first thought it might be, but after the first minute, it became a sharp, almost endurable, throb."You see, slave, you have to pay attention. I don't like to hurt you but you must learn to act only when I tell you to act. Now, slave, take another step forward."Crying, the girl took another step forward,. "Susie uncoiled with difficulty, feeling absolutely broken. Groaning, she knelt facing Gwen.Gwen asked, "Did you succeed in diminishing the god's phallus?" Well, it went away and came back, like. And I did feel something strange inside me. It wasn't very firm." Good! You've made a nice start. Now let me show you what control I have achieved."She reached down off the platform to her left, brought back a product of Howard's workshop, a full-sized stiff cock made of creamy plastic. Gwen brought. ”All eyes turned to Grace, who was now looking decidedly uncomfortable and unhappy to be the center of attention. For what seemed an age all of us were looking at Grace, waiting for her to say something to explain. She seemed incapable of speaking, just looking down at the floor, taking in the site of her feet resting on the wheelchair’s two rubberized footrests.Inevitably, it was Sue who helped Grace over the line, crouching by her side and putting a friendly arm around her shoulder.“Come on,.