<strong>Penny Lee Macnamara Aboard ISIS with Chris Cassidy </strong><br/><br/>Penny followed Chris to the garage where the bike was stored. The thing she loved most about this machine was it's size. There simply wasn't room for her on the saddle. As her Mistress stoked it up and got the tiny two-stroke steam engine up to pressure, she squirmed impatiently. And then, finally, she was ordered to join Chris astride the contraption. She sniggered softly as she straddled the machine, facing back towards Chris. Her skirts provided some insulation from the scalding hot boiler she was sat astride, and she wriggled some of them out of the way. "AAAH! That's HOT!" She squealed, with a grin.<br/><br/>Her position also gave Chris the perfect opportunity to insert anything she wished into her slave's four major openings. Penny lowered her goggles over her eyes. "Ready, Mistress."