| Waltzer climbed up into the cab to drive. The slave sat in awe of Her as She worked around him quickly and with evident purpose. He felt heady and high from his imprisonment and wanted to close his eyes and sleep, knowing that wonderful dreams would envelop his mind immediately. She un-strapped the straight jacket and peeled it away from him, gently, but left him clothed in the Zentai body suit; the hood sitting clumsily under his chin. "Don't sleep yet, my slave..." She purred, "... we are not there yet." The slave had no idea ... |