He hesitated. Then: "Why don't you try it on?" And before I knewit, he had velcroed my wrists and lower legs. He pressed a button, andthe machine whir...red softly. "You see. The girl can still get out of it.She can still free herself. She is still able to get loose." He paused abit. I felt a tug. "Now she is completely at my mercy. Now she cannot getfree any more." I was lifted and I felt that my butt was positioned onsome sort of cushion. My arms were now completely stretched. My kneeswere still. Sure enough, I had on from Mistress Pam.It didn't have any attachments this time, just a letter. I opened it up and began to read. Jimmy was also reading it with me.It said,Hello my hot little whore,I am so happy for you and Jimmy. You make a great couple, but as you both know you still belong to me and always will. You are MY little whore! But, even if you have to fuck and suck everyone I tell you to, the two of you will have a great life together. At least it won't be like your slutty mother.. He was sitting at the table,when Deb walked in. "Well, did you get your beauty sleep?" she asked. Rob grimaced, and then forced a smile. "You be the judge," heanswered."You do look different, actually." Deb said. "Your hair - it'slonger."Rob hadn't realized it, but she was right. His hair HAD gotten longerovernight. Instead of the boy-cut of yesterday, it was now aboutcollar-length in the back, and partly covered his ears. Still short,but much more feminine."It looks good," Deb said,. Sensing this, her Captain speeds back up, pulling her to the brink once again. The first orgasm hasn’t ended when the second one starts. Not quite as intense, but it collapses her flat on the sofa’s cushions. The action disengages Jenna’s right hand from her work. A soft moan of disappointment escapes her lips, but she is too spent to do anything but lie there. Her breathing is heavy and fast, as her body tries to catch up on the oxygen its used in the past few minutes. ‘Well, lover, I guess.