Chapter Fifteen
Duties Begin
I lead a chagrined Christy in through the back door. On the kitchen counter lies the CB-6000 including control rings and locking posts of various sizes, c**k cage, small padlock, and the small but nasty plastic supplement... ‘the points of intrigue’. Curved to enshroud the p***s, the latter is a set of teeth which harmlessly rests inside the c**k cage when the bearer is flaccid, but painfully punishes tumescence and attempts to achieve such.
Christy has had her last spontaneous erection.
“Lie down,” I command, patting the top of the kitchen table.
I note that his erection has not wavered, being led about by a woman spurring even more arousal.
In preparation, the legs of the table have been outfitted with short straps, ‘D’ clamps attached to accommodate th
