Next he produced a leather cock cage that he fastened very tightly around my dick and balls. "Slave, you are not going to be needing your pathetic lit...tle man clit anymore," he said as he wrapped the leather strap attached to the cage around the strap on my chest and tightened it. This caused the cage to be pulled towards my stomach and my balls were stretched far away from my asshole. "There, your fuck hole is starting to look like the pussy it was meant to be, he explained, but the entrance to. A friend of ours recommended a photographer called Danny who had done some for them, on looking at them I had to agree as he had made her look like a film star not bad as in real life she was anything but, apparently he had also taken wedding photos at one of their friends nudist wedding and they were fantastic.A couple of weeks later we dropped into Danny's studio to check it out, it was all very professional and he employed a professional make up artist and hairdresser. The studio also. "I hesitated, his tone was beginning to convince me that he spoke the truth, but I couldn't allow him to taint my judgement with his acting. My eyes narrowed on him, "so I suppose the assault was fine, so long as they didn't hit?"This seemed to be the final straw, he practically leapt at me, lifting my dress to show the smooth, white flesh of my inner thighs, I shrieked but he lifted it no higher, he had no need to. There was all the evidence he needed to confirm what I told him, the red marks. I spent time with Nathaniel; he quizzed me, on everything from Fereldan politics to soldier training to etiquette to international trade, and was less unhappy with my progress in becoming a ‘better noble’ than I was. He gave me a list of books – the ones I should work through next – and instructions as to how to order them from a merchant in Amaranthine.He’d had some letters from Leliana – more than my one, which I teased him about – and she’d told him that she was going to be delayed.