Amazing What Bribery Will Do

A few days ago, I was attacked with a measuring tape. I didn't know what to make of it. Well, I found out today.

The bell rang. I went to get it, and was not quite run over by both my mentor and the mullethead, who did get to the door first. Courier. My mentor took the boxes, which were an armful, and Mullethead signed for them. My mentor said something about how nice service is when you include a hundred dollar money order with no name, and a note telling whoever receives this to get it out today.

The mullethead orders me to take a shower, stripe my face, and get my torc on, and don't bother dying the hair black. Good, because I DON'T HAVE ANY FECKIN' HAIR DYE, AND I HATE DOIN' IT! Anyway, I love my light red-blond hair.

Sounds good. I do it, and scrub down a little more thoroughly than usual. I dry off, blow dry the hair, and stripe my face like in my avatar picture. Two horizontal stripes across the cheek, one stripe slanting back under the horizontal stripes, a vertical stripe down the middle of my chin, and I suppose they wanted the omega on my forehead.

I stepped into the bedroom, and was handed a very nice new pair of black dress socks. I sat on the bed, and put them on. My mentor opens one of the larger boxes, and hands me a pair of gorgeous black boots like I've never seen before that just blew me out of the water. They were flat heeled, smooth black leather fringed boots with four leather tassels going down the outside, attached to conchos. Oh man, what a nice present.

Next, the mullethead opens one of the smaller boxes. She takes out a rather thick, intricately designed silver asp, and slips it on my left arm, over my biceps. She also moves behind me, giving me a few caresses that totally set me on fire.

My mentor opens the other smaller box, and from that he puts on my right wrist, a thin studded leather bracelet, then a thick, metal decorated, but unstudded leather bracelet, and one more medium studded leather bracelet that will get you kicked out of a shopping mall for being a potential weapon. He then took out a pair thin driving gloves, and only gave me the right one, which I put on. All the leather was black, of course.

They leave me sitting there for a few minutes with the mullethead wrapped around me, while I'm in the boots, torc, asp, makeshift gauntlet. I have no idea what I wanted more. To see what was in that fourth box, or to shag or get shagged.

I didn't have to wait too long for that fourth box to be opened. When I saw what it was, I about lost it, and ended up laughing so hard I forgot that I wanted to make out a few seconds go.

It was a caged harness, like in the last illustration that was given to me for my book series. The Incomplete Thanatos Project.

I suppose it was good that I got distracted so badly, because at least now I could get into the damn thing without any. . .shall we say, logistical problems?

After I was in full costume, of course I did check out my reflection with some self-admiration, not that I would permit that vision to go public, but hey! I wasn't at all unhappy with what I saw.

After a moment, my mentor kissed me on the temple, and told me I was probably the prettiest potential pornstar on the planet, and he walked out saying, "Let me have 'im after you're done," to the mullethead.

NO, I'M NOT GONNA TELL YA WHAT HAPPENED NEXT! IF YA WANT GRAPHICS, READ 'CLOSURE', BUT THAT'S THE LAST VOLUME OF THE SERIES, AND IT WOULD REALLY BE NICE IF YOU READ IT FROM BEGINNING TO END!!!!!

SHEESH!!!!!!!!

(And I repeat, what happened in closure did NOT happen in reality.)