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'The Bank Manager's Radio Controlled Slave'
                          Part Six 

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 Copyright: 1986 thru 1997. Christine Stevenson.

Davinia had to be careful, the wrong reply could make
Karin angry. Alternatively, she could end up as a post-
operative transsexual or worse a eunuch! "I don't know
Ma'am," she said hesitantly.

Karin pronounced, "Well in that case, we'll leave you
with the device for the time being. If you think about
it and decide you would prefer me to arrange for the
operation, then you'll have plenty of opportunity to
beg me to allow it! After all, consider the advantages.
There would be somewhere more suitable for me to use my
dildo on you, and your reconstructed parts may give you
some pleasure from my penetrating you. Especially if I
ask them to do the operation properly for you."

Davinia decided on a cautious "Yes, possibly?" Still
doubting whether she wanted to be castrated..........!

Karin got up and walking to the bathroom for a shower,
called back, "Get dressed to go out, I'm taking you out
on the town as a treat."

Karin's chauffeur driven Rolls-Royce transported them
comfortably to 'Sheba's', a discotheque with casino
downstairs. Entry for the two ladies was therefore
guaranteed. The management dispensing with all
formalities, escorted them to a table and provided
complimentary drinks. Karin had seen to it that Davinia
was properly corsetted for the evening and enjoyed
dancing and watching Davinia dance with the various men
that propositioned them. Davinia found the dances
uncomfortable, even repulsive on one or two occasions,
but endured them for the pleasure of Karin's company
and the night on the town - a rare treat in her rather
drab lifestyle.

The sensation of having a man nuzzle your neck and
cuddle up close, would be sensual if only Davinia could
find men attractive. Much as she had developed her
feminine persona, she was definitely a one girl woman.
Although she had recently been finding herself
attracted to Susan Jennings, several punishing
erections resulted from fantasising along those lines.
Still, where could it go? There seemed no way back from
the destiny Karin had charted for her these last couple
of years.

Karin enjoyed the evening and at about midnight,
spotted Donal Simpson heading for the casino,
recognising him from his personnel file photo.

The earlier orgasms, the drinks, the amusement of
toying with Davinia, having her suffer so much unwanted
male groping, had all combined to put Karin in the
right mood to tackle Donal Simpson. Too much tension
and she was never at her best. She was a creative
genius at the manipulation of people when in the right
mood. This evening was definitely going to plan.

Donal Simpson was unaware that the strings of his life
were at that very moment being pulled. Although, still
on salary, he could ill afford the night out and credit
cards were allowing him to get in further than he could
possibly manage. Still, his luck might change tonight,
he could win big downstairs and put everything back in
order.


Karin, smiling, invited Davinia to accompany her to the
casino. Davinia protested, "Oh Karin, I didn't bring
much money with me!"

Karin patted her thigh gently and smiling, said, "No
problem Davinia, my treat!" Davinia thinking how kind
Karin could be, stood, and arm in arm, accompanied
Karin downstairs in the lift. It really was nice of
Karin to take her out like this.

Donal Simpson was at the bar near the roulette table,
watching the players who, as is always the case, looked
serious and very dull. There was certainly no truth in
the movie image of casinos. It was difficult to see how
the participants were getting any pleasure from this.
They all looked so thoroughly depressed.

Karin confided in Davinia that she would like her to
help in meeting the man at the bar, although jealous,
Davinia was glad to be able to offer some assistance to
Karin if she needed it. They wandered around the casino
studying the various tables talking quietly about what
Karin wanted.
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