”Sean produced the tools, and Lee inspected them. She said, “Well, that is definitely the gas torch that was in the cupboard. See the ding in the ...top back corner. Jim dropped it the other night.”Lee then looked at the tools. “As for the tools, these aren’t marked. That means they were reproduced in the replicator. Most of us tradies tend to mark our personal tools. We don’t like lending them to others either,” she concluded.“They aren’t just spare tools from out of the cupboard?” asked. They stretched her wide, holding her open while Bull placed the bottle against her exposed inner cunt. Bull twisted the bottle and rocked it slightly back and forth. The lubrication made it easy moving the bottle around. Bull pushed the bottle and Barbara's cunt stretched wider. "Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Barbara groaned, the pressure on her soft cunt tissue was becoming tremendous. Bull pushed and twisted again, and her hole gave way sucking in the bottom portion of the bottle. "Ahhhhhhh!! Ahhhhhhhh!!". “Huzai, get a collar, chain, and ankle cuff. Then attach them to Trainee so that his left ankle is in the chain and he can’t use it like he just did.”Huzai got to work shackling me. Finally, Arbiter Julie was satisfied. “Good, well done Huzai. Now Trainee, stand like that and say nothing until I tell you to.”“Yes, Arbiter Julie.”Julie swished her crop onto my right leg — twice. “I didn’t give you permission to speak.”Okay, it’s boot training all over again. This’ll be a breeze.“Huzai, yesterday. "Alicia," I thought, trying to focus, "her name is Alicia, notMistress." I shook my head and notices my long hair, while normallyshoulder length and dark, was a light finer and silkier than Iremembered.Slowly, I stood, then, as Mistress... Alicia, was in the shower, mademy way to the guest bathroom to use the facilities. It was weirdadjusting to this new body. I barely even looked at myself in themirror before sitting down relieving myself. Finishing, I cleanedmyself off and washed my.