I suppose he couldn’t help but stare; his eyes drawn to the silvery, steel adornments set into the flesh of my n*****s, and at the gleaming donut surrounding my v****a at the centre of my hairless crotch. It obviously fascinated him.
“Ah!” he muttered, “So that’s where those pieces were designed to go!” He looked up at me speculatively, then over at Alexandra. “Are we ready?”
“Yes,” she said with an easy smile. “Please proceed immediately.”
“Th-thank you, Alexandra,” I whispered.
“Okay. What do you want to have put on her first?” he asked turning to the table and equipment of my Restraint Harness.
“The collar, of course,” she stated positively, then turned to me. “Remove your wig also, Julia!”
“I sorta thought that was going to be it,” he picked up a thick, brightly shining, half ova
