”In the old punishment room the Mistress examined the stout frame with the padded top, focussing on the straps positioned to restrain a figure at wr...ist, ankle and thigh.“My, oh my. Once fastened down there wouldn't have been anything the offender could do. Except suffer.” She gave a little shiver but her fascination with the idea was evident. “Though I don't suppose that the device has been in use for some time?”“Well, it gets an outing now and then. Discreetly, of course. And we do keep some. I bought an antenna tuner, a regulated power supply, a temporary antenna that I could drop anchor to an attic window and tie out into the yard while we were in the old farm house. Later I'd put up two crank-up towers with tethered guy lines and a couple of tuned antennas between them, cut to resonate at certain frequencies used for short-wave work. I was going to put in a couple of high-band antenna as well to talk on 10 meter (50 MHz) and 2 meter (144 MHz). They were short-range and would. And that seems like a lifetime ago, now. Fortunately for her, the chatter all seemed to assume she'd been talking about PT. She wasn't sure, but she thought the general consensus was that if she was crazy enough to want to work with the platoon, she was hard enough to do it."Yeah, I think he wants to propose to me, Chief." This got the expected laughter. If you only knew the truth, you'd know I was laughing at you instead, Chief. A girl's got to have some secrets, though, and both Kostowe and. And of course, Victor knew exactly what his newly seduced, sexuallyaroused young prot?g? would want, without him having to say. This wasjust as well, as Paul was now choked with lust and unable to speak, oreven nod."Emil, show him!" commanded Victor, as he began properly masturbatingPaul's erect cock whilst caressing his shoulder through the fur. Paulwas now moving against the man's body, oblivious to everything except thesensations on his skin, the sound of Victor's breath in his ear,.