She gasped and shook her head back and forth."No way! I can't take that fucking thing. It's HUGE!" Okay then," I said calmly, as I picked up the bel...t and folded it in half, alternately dangling the belt and the dildo in front of her face."Your choice!" You no good rotten scheming motherfucker!" she blurted out as she squirmed and bucked against her completely bound and exposed position. "But I can tell you right now, you won't be able to get that fat dildo inside of me," she challenged me. " But we are out of ranch dressing!" Jason commented. "What will we dip the carrot sticks in?"Ashley walked over to the refrigerator and reached inside. She emerged with a full bottle of salad dressing and pointedly read the label. "Ranch dressing. And the bottle hasn't been opened before." Where did you find that!" Jason snapped."Right where Mom always keeps dressings," Ashley said. "You would have found it if you had looked."Jason grumbled as Ashley put the dressing back in the refrigerator. Darling, you were so kind ... too kind, really. You let me get away with murder."She grinned and said, "Honey, I had to substitute the placebos. All that salicylic acid would have rotted my stomach. Why did I always claim to have headaches? Because it was all I could do to screw up my willpower once a week. You see, I had to steel my nerves to take you without coming apart the way I did last night. Any more often and I would have cracked." Then she grinned and added, "From now on I'm just going. " And he'll give me what I want right?" Well," Shindae removed the towel and ruffled Jahke's damp hair, "There's the rub. Only if he likes you, only if he think your worthy. And he's the only one with the power to do it too. If he likes you, then maybe you'll be lucky."Sitka was up and dressed by the time Jahke returned, clean, dry and looking sort of polished. He let the big horned demon brush his hair and pulled on a pair of black sweats."Oh no." What?" Jahke turned to his lover with a.