“Your Peter?” Carter asked with a smile. “Well, he's not MY Peter but, yes, he's the one I like,” Daniel said as he watched him get up from hi...s crash and skate away. Carter could see the near sadness in his eyes as he skated off, obviously not coming back. “Daniel, remember what I told you before Christmas...it's going to be up to you,” Carter said quietly. Almost torn now, he didn't know who he wanted to be with more. “Go bring him back and we'll form a whip,” Carter said. Daniel smiled at. Pussy... centered directly over the hole. Once I was centered I watched as he methodically placed cuffs all over my body, securing me in place. My legs were fastened to the legs of the chair in four different locations, my arms cuffed behind me and fastened in place. Another two straps went over my lap, holding me down against the base of the chair snuggly. More straps held my chest against the back of the chair as one final strap went over my forehead and around the back, holding my head in. Presenting my gift to you... no other than my super gorgeous and beautiful darling...Jane"The audience was quiet. Jane entered the stage to the sound of a soft pipe organ music. She was wearing a formal black dress complete with blazers. The music accelerated to some slow rock and Jane started swaying her body, very softly and gracefully. She took off the ribbon from her hair and threw it to the audience. The boys roared. She then kicked off her highhills as the dance intensified. She. Being a woman made you prey, and prey was fodder for predators.Since that night at the club, Joe had not touched himself in any kind ofsexual manner and he had even thrown out his copious collection of men'sskin magazines. Sex was off the menu. It would only remind Joe that hewas the target, not the shooter, the prey, not the hunter. Even thethought of sex even with a woman now made him feel,..weak, bad, wrong,and dirty.Joe passed his time walking and people watching and slowly making hisway to.