Ann now had Brad’s attention and seconds later he began to once again get undress. I had undone another knot as Ann led him into the bathroom leavin...g his laptop unattended. A few minutes later I heard Brad fucking Ann once again in the shower. I now had one last knot to go, and after a few minutes or so I was finally free. I quickly made my way over towards Brad’s laptop and I began to delete file after file of Ann and himself fucking one another. I still needed more time to delete the last few. Much tomy surprise, she did not make a single objection. Even her length of druggedunconsciousness was not questioned. She merely smiled as I led her back upstairs. There were a few occasions in that first day of her new bondage that sheasked when she would be released form her harsh arm bondage. Further questionswere scotched after a thorough beating. She was that left covered in weltsfrom the switch that I had cut from the willow tree in the back yard. Over the next few weeks I began to. Sometimes, though it scared me, I settled down opposite the big mirror and, for hours, looked into my own eyes. I never sewed my lips or my labia, but, occasionally, to prove to myself that I could, I pierced them with sewing needles. I had my two arms, but I learned to get through whole days pretending they were gone, not using them, keeping them tucked away behind my back, though sometimes I cheated. I had my eyes, real ones, not crystal ones, but sometimes I kept them closed, for a whole. ” I said.The glint returned to her eyes.See if you can feed that hose into the car where it can’t be seen and we’ll give it a real test on the way to Tennessee tomorrow.”“Okay.”It wasn’t too hard of a job. All I had to do was run the long hose along the engine compartment’s side and down to a vent. Where, after removing a screen and levering a panel off, I fed it into the car until it exited under the dashboard. There was about five feet of hose coiled in the floor and I attached the newly.