No way to get to control panel with head in place. Vadim went totally nuts. Put collar on own neck. Dead. But he posted full design drawings on dark web. Will look further.” I replied japanese “Thx” and went downstairs to check on my Orgasmatron Ultra prototype. The Orgasmatron looks basically like a giant version of one of those old-fashioned kid’s bouncy horses held in place on a frame by four strong springs. Besides being larger, this horse has a built-in megavibrator and mounts for two dildos in the saddle area. There are also electrodes built into the saddle, the sides of the horse, and the handgrips which go through the head. A grommeted hole just behind the saddle allows electrode wires to run down through the body of the horse where they can connect to the cable which leads to the main control panel. I had once told someone that asian I could give a dead body an orgasm assfucking with this device. Considering who would be demonstrating it Saturday night, I now regretted my anal choice of words. Shortly after exiting my email program, my security monitors popped a warning that someone was trying to hack the computer system connected to the Partyguest wifi. I wasn’t surprised. Loraine’s Master probably knew that it would be useless, but one never knows for sure unless buttfucking one tries. The router that is used for Partyguest is totally separate from my main system and router. They don’t even share common power lines. The Master of the collar might as well be connected to the McDonald’s down the road. I sent a tracer spike back in his direction– also probably a useless gesture, but I have a reputation to maintain. I put the actions on Partyguest out of my mind. I did, however, start to wonder more seriously about the possibility that I might be the primary target of all of this. I had considered that possibility in the first place, but had set it aside as being driven by my personal paranoia. But as I often tell people, “Just because you are paranoid, that doesn’t mean that there aren’t people out there trying to get you.” One thing I was sure of, someone was going to a hell of a lot of trouble just to get me involved in this. I ran the rocking horse through its paces just to reassure myself that all the systems were working properly. Then I walked back upstairs to sit out on the back deck and think. I had promised Loraine that I would do my best, but right now it was looking more and more like my best might not keep her from being killed in front of five of my clients on Saturday night. I just couldn’t understand by whom or why. All day Friday I found myself having trouble looking Loraine in the eyes... Hell, I had trouble even looking directly at her. I was failing her, and I think she knew it. Friday evening I sat out on my back deck with my fourth double bourbon on the rocks in my hand. Drinking does not clear the mind, but it can numb the conscience. Around eleven my drone alarm sounded. A drone of some sort was headed straight for my house. I checked the video on the monitor. It didn’t look large enough to be carrying much payload, but with modern explosive compositions, it didn’t take much. If it got any closer, I would fire the nets at it. I have several automatic air cannons which can fire a fine wire net at an approaching drone. Just the thoughts of all of this have turned me on….and I never thought I’d feel this way. I don’t think that the guys cared though. I got another text from Ethan reminding me where to sit in the lecture hall and I hoped that I wasn’t going to get one prior to every lecture, he must know by now that I always pick a seat where I can flash my pussy to the lecturer. I can't risk getting you involved." 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She spreads out her legs to stabilize and I get access to her pink slit. She shook her head. So, Greg took japanese it and lit in on fire and left it to burn in a large cooking pot on the asian stove. She said. I assumed it was one of the girls coming for their dare. “What? At 18, having 5,000 dollars after doing some odd jobs wasn’t so bad. “We do have one big problem Kit,” she says seriously. “OK, but you have to ask her, and if she says no, don’t push it OK?” Then I snuck a quick peak at myself and mine were also showing. I grinned, loving this edit. In the assfucking bar were a whole lot of people! That was one damn erotic experience. My breasts jiggled as I squirmed. Like the motels that Aiden was familiar with, the second floor of the inn had about a dozen doors that entered into different rooms.