<strong>Amelia Lightfoot: Prisoner<br/>The Lab</strong><br/><br/>Amelia still remained calm she watched all the processes and took in the equipment that he was using, as well as watching the man himself, She did not flinch or struggle in fact the killer perhaps took some perverse delight in deciding on what punishment if any would be fitting for this man. Already there was a number of idea’s but of course like the guards Amelia had to be completely sure on the correct manner of the lessons he must learn.<br/><br/>There was no reaction as he fastened the other clips to her pussy lips and even less when he inserted the item into her vagina. It appeared though that the killer was unlikely to have been sexually active. If she had it was rare.<br/><br/>“Games you say, now that sounds most intriguing. I again am assuming that this is not chess or go, which is rather a shame. Might I ask you a question…do you have a problem with your sexuality? I mean all this equipment is…well…” There was a sigh “I find these shows of power a little tedious, still I am sure you have your reasons. We all have our reasons don’t we.” Her cold eyes met his.<br/>