Any time James would ask what she was working on Danielle would justlaugh and say, 'It's confidential'. James knew she was just as, if notmore, intell...igent than he was so he shrugged it off after all he hadsecrets of his own. Like many people in his position he had a coupleexpensive phones that he used for different purposes. One was strictlyfor business and the other for socializing, unbeknownst to James,Danielle had rooted his business phone and through cloud computing hadgained access to his. Some women can't get their hand around it. Then there's the head. When I'm really excited, it's bigger than most door knobs, and turns a dark, angry purple. Lisa was still holding her ankles and peeped back over her shoulder. Her eyes opened wide and I squeezed my shaft, making the head swell even more. I walked to my desk and opened a drawer. I took out a leather razor strop about eighteen inches long. Back behind Lisa, I gave her a hard stroke, eliciting a real yelp of pain. I quickly gave. Not necessarily unpleasant, but different. It was much more tender than with a male. It was not strange to feel each other's breasts, not being much more different than they would do when they would do to themselves when masturbating. It became difficult when they were instructed to abuse each other's nipples. They had both suffered under the abuse of the Commander, the Judge and other's and knew what it felt like. Now they were being forced to do it to another and at the same time had it done. And still the staircase continued its fateful descent. A series of screams, muffled by the pressure of the spike on her stomach and diaphragm, hindering her breathing. She gasped twice and #2 showed a trickle of dark blood from the comissures of her lips. The spike must be entering her chest. I lowered the gain on the microphone and told her: ?Lean forward, if you want the spit to miss tour heart.? She must have heard me, as I saw her upper torso leaning forward a little,.