I didn't mean to leave you there so long. Why don't you get some sleep now." Yes, Master Peter."Peter took the chain that was hanging from the headboa...rd and attached it to Kirsten's collar. Then he rolled over and went back to sleep.When Peter awoke again, it was after 4 PM. He forced himself into action. He showered and shaved, then went out for a run in Central Park. When he returned, Kirsten was awake and holding her stomach. She had to pee but was still chained to the bed, so she had had to. I hear her tug on the toilet roll and stand. I graciously allow her time to delicately dab the pee from her genitals. I hear the enchanting rustle of intimate female apparel as she pulls up herpanties and smoothes down her dress. The stall door opens and the classy cunt saunters out, hips pumping seductively. She stares at me in surprise. I aim carefully. The red sighting dot of theTaser appears on her chest, halfway between her nipples. She stares at thered dot in growing horror. She's seen. So, in addition to stopping those suppressants, we are going to give you a little taste of what you'll be missing any time that you are not engaged in sexual behavior. You'll miss it tremendously, trust me."Elizabeth's head was spinning. Was this the secret that everyone had been let in on? That coy smile and knowing look all came from a knowledge of sexual behavior? How could that knowledge promote such a change? The doctor still had more to explain, and she continued. "Now, we are actually. I just hope you won't be laughing at me later. The whole evening sounds like one of those improbable stories in the men's magazines Roger hides in the garage." You read them?" Well..." Like 'em?"The phone rang. Stupidly, I answered. It was my wife. "Yes Linda." Good morning—hungry?" Yes." I saw Maggie's tongue lick swollen lips. She began to slide across the bed, her red lips heading straight for Beau. Beau pirouetted and strained to meet her warm mouth"Well, Roger and I were thinking that.