. she wasn’t that kind of “sister” at all. She was one of the Order!“Sister Amanda, huh? Was this a test from certain people?” I tested my t...heory without giving away any critical information, of course.“Leviathan’s tail reaches many corners, Brother Mark. In this case, he wishes to see you seed me and beget your spawn through me. I’m pleased and impressed that you caught on. Some men never would have, not until confronted with the obvious. Your powers of observation and deduction haven’t failed. .I'd been fantasizing about it for days. She let out a surprised gasp as I put the first shackle on her ankle, just now realizing what was in store. I shackled her ankles & wrists, making sure her legs were spread. Once she was fully shackled I started tickling her nipples with a large peacock feather, running circles around each of them and her now heaving tits as her excitement started to build. I moved on to her pussy lips with the feather, making sure to touch them just ever so lightly as. Margo and I were still huddled on the floor. I was filled with remorse. Susan had accepted me into her life, and I'd betrayed her trust by disobeying her. I wanted to make amends, but knew that it was too soon to make an overture. "Lydia, take them to the dungeon," Susan said. "I'll be along shortly." I had no idea what Susan meant, but both Lydia and Margo did. Lydia's smile widened, and Margo gave a gasp of shock. Lydia herded us through the house, and out the back door. Behind the. “I am sorry to disturb you in this way, my dear. I don’t usually get hungry suddenly, but my body is insisting on being fed.” “Here you are, High Chief. Hot and tasty.” “Thank you, my dear. Your work is appreciated, and not just by me.” He accepted the full bowl and picked up one of the eating spoons from the adult cutlery bag hanging nearby. The cloth bag was a pleasant brown shade. He was reminded how his women had insisted on these eating tools being washed clean after every use and returned.