. . Her knees hit the floor and she hada moment when she fell to see the room.?In an instant she saw the bed, a large four posted luxuriously made ...and sturdy, she saw a wall full of whips and other items shedidn?t recognize.? She felt the deep,rich feeling carpeting on her knees and hands.?She was lifted by her hair again and the guard grabbed her arm anddragged her over in front of the bed where there was a large woodencontraption.? He let go of her hair andshe fell a little.? He wrenched. She wiggled her fingers and bare toes and knew they belonged toa five-year-old little girl.Cathleen tugged on the soft cotton material of Maggie's jammies. "Maggieyou tinks nap time is ober yet?"Maggie scrunched up her freckled nose and thought for a moment. "Is youtired no more Cathleen?"The tiny toddler shook her head back and forth. Maggie smiled proudly."Me neiders, so I tinks nap time is ober, otay?"Cathleen smiled brightly and bounced on the bed. Maggie thought that wasa pretty good idea. As if in a job interview, I asked her what she would change about herself now in order to become my bimbo. She really had been paying attention. First of all she talked about the need to buy clothing which daddy felt was appropriate for her and wanted to see her wear. She winked at me saying she had a fair idea from my favourite bimbo photographs what that would entail, though obviously she would check everything with me first.Then she added she knew that my preferences in bimbos included. I’m sure he’d figured out that I was gay. At least we were both yabbering about muscle together. I liked that. I kept up massaging as best I could, but I could feel my hands and wrist getting tired. Not my spirit though, not at all.“Thanks. Good job. Maybe I’ll need some more of that later. Feels great. I really needed it,” he said appreciatively. He stood up and, again, I was staring at his huge back and a tight, muscle-ripped ass. He had a few pimples or blemish-like things, but that just.