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David had suspected for some time that, like him, his next door neighbour was interested in men.

In his early 60s, John was a couple of years younger and lived alone and, as far as he knew, was not married and never had been. They had been neighbours for some years and got on well, chatting over the fence from time to time but generally keeping themselves to themselves. It was during a couple of those conversations that he had made discreet reference to his cock in a jokey sort of way but it had registered with David and heightened his interest.

For some years now the sexual side of David’s marriage had been almost dead. The woman he had married all those years ago had changed from an exciting filthy person in the bedroom to a loving ‘normal’ wife whose desire for the sort of sex that excited him had disappeared. He had always had trouble in satisfying her in bed because of his small penis which she had derisively referred to as his pee-pee or winkle, a name that had stuck. The only way he had been able to make her cum was with a vibrator. He’d also had to use it on the other women of the couples they wife-swapped with, a short-lived activity because of his size and their dissatisfaction

He had become aware he was bisexual many years earlier when he was ‘befriended’ by a much older man in a public toilet when he was 15. This had stayed with him all his life but had been pushed into the background when he married. Now however, his longing for intimate sarıyer escort male company was aroused again and more so with the thought that John might be that way too.

His problem was how to approach him if he was wrong. It would be seriously embarrassing if he had misread the signs not only for himself but his neighbour as well. He thought hard about how he could raise the subject tactfully, dip a toe in the water, but be able to back off if he was wrong.

Should he mention ‘in passing’ a couple of the internet sites he looked at when he was alone? He wasn’t sure if he would appreciate that. Perhaps he should ask him discreetly if he would be interested in some ‘gentleman’s entertainment’ films but again he might be rebuffed. It was a difficult situation for which he could see no easy answer so it just remained frustratingly in his mind that there could be some sexual excitement literally on his doorstep that he couldn’t access.

The answer came unexpectedly from a source he hadn’t considered.

He had been corresponding with another man on the internet who had sent him some intimate pictures of himself. David wanted to respond but it wasn’t until Christmas when he got a small digital camera that he had the means to do so. The first few pictures he took of himself were not very good and he realised it was not as easy as he had imagined. The difficulty was trying to maintain an erection at the same time maslak escort as angling the camera correctly and pressing the button.

That’s where the idea about involving John came to him.

One morning when his wife was out he went round to John’s with his new camera. They had discussed photography in passing in the past so it was a good opening. After they had been chatting for a while he plucked up the courage to raise the subject.

‘John, there’s something I want to ask you but you might not appreciate it.’

John looked a bit puzzled. ‘Why do you say that?’

‘Well it could be a bit embarrassing.’

‘Go on.’

‘Well, I was wondering if you would take some pictures of me.’

‘What’s so embarrassing about that?’

David hesitated, ‘Naked pictures.’

‘Ah.’ said John

‘I just want some for when I’m older……so I can see myself as I was.’

John nodded. ‘Couldn’t your wife take them?’

‘She’s not interested any more and besides which I’d like my feet and head in the same picture!’

They laughed and the slight tension eased.

‘I hope you don’t mind me asking.’ and he went on to describe the poor efforts he had achieved. “but if you’d rather not…..’

‘No I don’t mind,’ said John with a smile, ‘might be fun.’

‘When would you like to do it, now?’

‘Would Thursday morning be OK?’ asked David, ‘the wife is out then and I’ll feel more beyoğlu escort relaxed.’

‘Yeah that’s fine, here or at your house?’

‘Here if you don’t mind. I never know how long she is going to be out.’

David went on slightly embarrassed. ‘There is only one thing……I do sometimes get stiff when I’m naked.’

John smiled. ‘That’s only natural. It happens to me quite a lot as well.’

It was a deliberate statement and David’s heart leapt on hearing it. He could feel himself hardening in his trousers but didn’t want to push it at this stage. He was only supposed to be gone a few minutes and he didn’t want it to be just a hurried anxious fumble. He looked at John who held his gaze then deliberately lowered his eyes to look at David’s crotch. A few seconds later he looked back up still smiling.

‘Thursday then?’

David nodded, his heart pounding. ‘I’ll ring you as soon as she goes out.’

As soon as he got back indoors David headed straight for the toilet. The conversation had gone so much better than he had hoped and he was excited at the prospect of what could happen when they met. If nothing else he would love it being naked in the presence of another man and the comments about erections and the way John had looked at his trousers led him to believe it might involve a lot more than just photography.

He dropped his trousers and pants and started pulling on his cock. Even when as excited as he was now it wasn’t overlarge and he didn’t shoot gallons of spunk but it gave him a great deal of pleasure to ejaculate into his hand then drink it. With the thought that he might be tasting another man’s sperm soon he ejaculated as fiercely as he had done in a long while and rolled it round his mouth before swallowing i


After my failed relationships, taking a step back and reviewing them, I catch myself wondering... What is love really?

I have a teen staying with me for the remainder of the summer, and I always hear him on the phone talking to his "girlfirends" and saying "I love you" so freeley.

I asked him to ask one of them what love meant to her and she could not give him an answer.

So now Im wondering even more what others consider "real unconditional love" to be.

I have my ideas, but I would like to know what others are thinking.

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Heh, no, that's Michael deleting his old posts which people have replied to, which is creating all sorts of messed up threads.
You see, sex is almost as important as water air, or sleep, and if me and a women don't do it enough, the relation is over.

Not drinking water, not breathing, and not sleeping, are things that can kill you if you prolong them enough. Not having sex, for the same amount of time as any one of these things, will not kill you. Masturbate, or invest in a pocket pussy, and quit putting so much emphasis on sex, especially as a basis on how you treat women. You keep repeating: if she won't have sex with me, I won't have her around. What makes you think she'd even want you around, if the only way you'd keep talking to her, is if she gives it up?
You seem to have missed a very basic point in her post. If you can't have sex, just freaking masturbate. You get a sufficiently similar sexual-release. It's more lonely, but it will fill this mythical sexual-requirement of yours. And considering that you claimed to be a virgin, on another thread on here, how do you even know how sex fits into a relationship?

I'm not going to respond to your posts one at a time. Your whole attitude towards relationships is just so backward. The best I can compare it to is a middle schooler who just hit puberty and figured out what his little thing in his pants is for, and it hasn't yet occurred to him that girls are useful for anything beyond what his new-found sex drive is telling him.

You remind me of one of the guys in my first band, back when I was 18 or 19. The dumbass kept finding girls that he liked having sex with, and then he kept trying to form a relationship out of that, when they had no emotional attachment and nothing in common. The relationships invariably ended explosively, which was always great fun for everyone who got to stand around and watch the fireworks ... not so much, for him.

The thing is, he was attractive enough to do retarded things and still get girls to sleep with him. You're not. I'm not. You need to learn to actually treat a girl like a person and be a nice guy, which I haven't seen so far, in any of your posts on AN.

You can also learn to put on a macho prick act, which will draw girls in a bar or club, or similar ... but I don't recommend it if you want a relationship that lasts longer than a few weeks. From everything you've said, I don't think you could do the act, anyway.

In all due respect this sounds like outdated victorian mores or attitudes, or something silly.

And this line is just funny ... and sad. You really think that love is outdated, and people should just be interested in each other's crotch? You've got a lot to learn about women, man.
That is really not very nice to say to just go masturbate. Anyway, circumcised men can't even masturbate properly. When women say they want love, they just want you to really care about them and be ready to drop everything to help them, even if they never want to be sexual enough. Men have a physiological need to have sex frequently, and women should just be understanding and sexual enough and not withholding.

You should not first pick a word and then try to figure out what it means, rather you should pick a definition or goal and then figure out what you want to call it or how you want to describe it and how to get is as soon as possible.
--- Michael Pianko --- Anyway, circumcised men can't even masturbate properly.

Ok. I'll bite. Why is this exactly? Isn't it just as within reach as that of circumcised men? Are they incapable of doing it without their hand constantly slipping off since they lack that stopper-ring at the end?

Either way, you now have me imagining the finer mechanics of male masturbation for the rest of the day.
The head or glands of the penis is supposed to be equivalent to the clitoris. The glands are supposed to be so sensitive that they cannot be touched or can be barely touched. On the outside, the foreskin is a continuation of the shaft skin which protects the glands from the environment most of the time.

Intact men don't actually touch their glands, similarly to how most people don't actually touch their eyeballs but instead can rub their eyeballs indirectly by rubbing their eyelids. As I have read, With 1-2 fingers, intact men gently rub the skin over the glands, and the friction sends nerve signals to the brain to tell the body to have an orgasm.

The underside of the foreskin is a mucous membrane, similar to the inside of the nose, which provides a little moisture to prevent too much friction between the glands and skin covering them.

Intact men get most of their stimulation from the 1/3 of their penis toward the tip. The foreskin is about half the penile skin and 1/3 of the penis in an adult, has about 9-20 sq. inches in an adult, and about 60% of the nerve endings in the penis; it is more densely packed with nerve endings than the shaft. There is a stiff ring of tiny muscles at end of the foreskin.

There is no clear boundary between foreskin and shaft skin, and doctors use a marker to mark where on their victims they want to cut; some men are more butchered than others. So when the foreskin is removed, up to 60% of the penile nerve endings are lost, and then the glands have to become desensitized in order for men to be able to wear pants without too much pain and irritation. Keratinization occurs - the surface of the glans becomes a little more like a nail, which is made of keratin; extra layers of tough skin grow on the glands to protect them, but the nerve endings get buried too deeply.

In order to have an orgasm, a butchered man has to get enough stimulation by stimulating the nerves in the shaft, but there are few there, so butchered men have to violently grab their penises with their whole fist and rub vigorously and for longer than an intact man just to have an orgasm.

Similarly, when circumcised men try to have sex, they usually violently thrust their penises in and out just to try to get enough stimulation, given that they are desensitized and so many nerve endings are missing, and this is also what is seen in American pornography, but women probably want something gentler. Instinctively, intact men are gentler and make small, subtle movements.
Similarly, when circumcised men try to have sex, they usually violently thrust their penises in and out just to try to get enough stimulation, given that they are desensitized and so many nerve endings are missing, and this is also what is seen in American pornography, but women probably want something gentler. Instinctively, intact men are gentler and make small, subtle movements.

You start out slowly and build up over time. That's the way sex works. There's a 'tenting' process, as it's technically called. As women get more aroused, the vagina eases up and expands, and then you can enter fully and become more aggressive in your motions. If you just make small, subtle movements, the girl is never going to reach orgasm and will probably go looking for sex elsewhere.

You've never had sex. Why do you think you have anything valid to say on the subject of the mechanics of sex? Stop giving advice when you have no idea what you're talking about.

You say that women 'probably' want something gentler. No, I think that on the whole, they want the 6 or 8 orgasms in a half hour, which comes from the more aggressive approach. Lube makes everything go smoother.
--- Joseph P --- If you just make small, subtle movements, the girl is never going to reach orgasm and will probably go looking for sex elsewhere.

Speak for yourself. Er .. speak for your own girlfriend. Er .. you know what I mean.

I suppose every woman is different. I'm all for aggressive at times. But small and subtle can be unbelievably hot as well.

For me, it's truly not the size of the canoe paddle: It's the type of stroke you use.

But you're right about at least starting out easy until she's fully relaxed.
Well, the ones I've been with have all been of that variety. The first one or two orgasms may be of the warm snuggly sort, aaaaaand then they go kind of nuts and ballistic. Sometimes they skip right past the warm, snuggly part, if they're in a particularly energetic mood.

I summarize from my dating experience. I don't have anything else to go on.

Of course, I tend to move pretty slowly in terms of dragging a girl off to the bedroom. Snuggling is its own reward. Maybe after the hour or two of cuddle time, they're just ready to screw like crazed weasels already. I dunno.
Ok Joseph, that makes all kinds of sense. Next boyfriend of mine; I'm sending him to you for pointers.

I'm not giving advice. I'm summarizing what I read. Women will have enough orgasms with the man only makes small, subtle movements, IF the man is intact and not circumcised.

I don't harass women to have sex. On the contrary, I almost never talk to women. (I almost never talk to other men either). Recently, I have been infrequently asking women customers at my grocery store job a short question about their shirt if it has some writing on it.

If I decide I have said the wrong thing here and that I have been a fool, I think I should just delete it and that will help make it like I did not say anything. In real life, If I screw up when talking, then I can't take it back and I'll be more screwed than I could ever be online.
Well, what the heck have you been reading? I read a hell of a lot of sexual guide books, back in my teens and early 20's. The stuff you're spouting about physiological needs is just so out there. I've never seen anything like what you're talking about, and I've heard plenty against it ... and my personal experience completely says otherwise, as well.

Then, everything you've said about relationships is just so backwards. You say that you've never been in a relationship, and then you try to tell people how relationships are supposed to work. Perhaps you should stop trying to inflict upon others your opinions about relationships which clearly don't work, and start listening. Ask questions and steer the conversation in directions you're interested in. Don't dictate about things you don't know.

And no, it's better to leave everything, so that others can read through the whole thread and see what is connected to what, in a conversational manner.

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Orgasms or erotic stimulations that occur spontaneously and unexpectedly despite the lover not being in the room or any sexual activity or contact occuring. Echo orgasms are inspired mental activity and physiological reactions that come after 'monster thumping sex' and the body is still craving and aching for the lover long after intercourse has occured. Usually the person suffering an 'echo orgasm' has a boner, a wierd smirky smile for no reason, has a visible cramp, is distracted while driving or working, or may engage in masturbation while crying out his/her lover's name in the middle of the day for no reason. If you get these, ride the waves and keep the lover. Also known as an 'aftershock orgasm.'
After a romantic night of 'monster thumping sex' my guy and I couldn't see each other for a few days, but I was having echo orgasms all the time. So was my guy when he finally confessed over the phone.

She: "I can't stop thinking about you. It's so bad I'm having trouble driving. I can still feel you!"
He: "I know, these echo orgasms are making driving dangerous."
She: "My coworkers are thinking I'm losing my mind, and I can't tell them. They'll think I'm a pervert."
He: "I'm coming over in a few days. I need my next fix."
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The Long Weekend Ch. 34

"I expect that's' the delivery the boys have been waiting for. If you'll excuse me, I've got to go down to the meet them." Annie said as she slipped on the yellow micro-kini bottoms that were lying on the floor. With Claire still wearing the top, she slipped on the short thin top of a robe she had on earlier before heading to the balcony to wave to the men.

Leaning over the balcony she waved at the same two men from the day before. They had been looking up in anticipation of seeing her and were not disappointed. She looked as sexy as yesterday and they hoped they would be treated to the same fine close-up view.

By the time they got to the end of the drive, they were perplexed as to what to do. The drive was blocked by two trucks and one car. By the time Annie reached the lower level and exited the door, they were out of their truck surveying the scene. They watched as she approached them with the tales of the robe waving behind her and her bosom heaving. Annie realized too late that in her haste to meet them, she had forgotten to put on a bra and felt her tits flopping around wildly and knowing the men were getting an eyeful. She also realized that in her haste she still had on her five inch yellow stiletto heels. No wonder it took so long to get down the stairs to greet them she concluded. Oh well she thought, too late now to change and not good to apologize. Just make the best of an embarrassing situation.

"Can't get in the driveway Mrs., too many cars." said the elder drive as he tried hard to keep his eyes focused on her face.

"Oh dear, you're right. I think I can fix that." Annie said as she turned to walk back up the stairs. The men watched her very cute short legs balance on the tall shoes and noticed how it made her calves and thighs more sensuous. Every now and then, as the back of the robe was blown open by the breeze, they caught a glimpse of her most perfect ass. Yesterday her cheeks were framed with a tight aqua colored suit. Today, it seemed, she had on a yellow thong and the strip at the back was buried between her cheeks. As she stood up on the top outside step, they swore over beers later, they could see the yellow gusset between her legs splitting her vulva.

"Claire, Claire. Can you come to the railing please." Annie yelled out while looking up to the third floor. Hoping to amplify her call, Annie raised to hands to form a mini-megaphone around her mouth her robe at the back rose up to her hips. The deliverymen saw that she was virtually naked under the robe with only a small string around her waist and down the back between the cheeks of her bum. They looked at each other and with a nod, agreed this was the best delivery they had.

Claire came to the rail clutching her clothes to shield her nakedness and peered over the edge.

"Can you move your car, so the delivery men can get in?" Annie asked, still keeping her hands to her face. Claire looked at Annie, then her car, then the men looking at Annie.

"Sure, sure. I'll be right down." Claire called out and quickly backed up to the bedroom's sliding door so they would not see that she had no clothes on.

Walking back to the men, Annie asked, "If we move the one car is that enough or should I move the big truck also?" Not getting an answer, Annie asked again.

This time, with some embarrassment about their lapse of manners, the response was that the big truck should be moved as well. "Okay, then. My friend will be down in a minute to move her car. I'll move the big truck if one of you goes down to the lake to let them know you are here." Annie advised as she turned again to go back in and get her keys.

"Take your time, we're paid by the hour and things are real pretty up here." said the heavily tattooed younger one who headed down to the lake. The elder one, the driver, headed back to the truck shaking his head. Unbelievable he said to himself.

The tall Claire and much shorter Annie exited the house at the same time. Claire, back in her mousy conservative outfit, made straight for her car, while Annie climbed up into the cab of the closer truck. The big steps into the high rise cab meant that Annie had to stretch herself to reach up. As she did she felt the crotch gusset of her bottoms split her labia. The clit pouch stayed in place but everything else was captured by her sensitive lips. Sitting on the leather seat, she felt the smooth coolness on her buttocks and wondered if she could drive in the high heels and found the thick platform soles helped her reach the clutch and brake pedals easier. Backing out, she drove out the long drive, and down the road aways before stopping. As Claire approached, Annie put the ignition key under the truck's floor mat and flagged her down and got out of the truck to speak with her.

"Do you have to go?" Annie said as she put her hand above open driver's side door window and leaned forward allowing her unsupported breast to rest on Claire's arm. Claire could feel Annie, nipple pressing into her forearm and the heat from the intimate intentional contact.

"Yes. I am still shaking from this morning. I've never experienced anything like that ever in my life. You've opened up a whole new world for me that I was afraid to explore." Claire said as she responded by pushing the back of her hand against the underside of Annie's breast. "I just left everything on the bed when you called out. I am a bit confused right now. Thank you for all you did for me and to me. It feels much better down there, if you know what I mean. I got to go shopping and then go back to check on Beth. I have congregational rounds this afternoon and won't home till after six, when I have to make dinner for Steve. Will I see you again before you go? If not will you be up here again? We never get down to the city, but if we do, how can I get in touch with you." Claire said not stopping for a breath.

Hearing the insistent beeping of the delivery truck in reverse rushed the two women.

"My email is luv2flaunt@gmail.com, email me and I'll send you the pictures and we can communicate that way." Annie said quickly as Claire wrote it down on the back of her shopping list. "I've got to go, these guys are liable to run into something, unless keep an eye on them. You area special girl, be proud of who you are. I am sure we'll meet again."

With that Annie leant in and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and tapped on the door to signal goodbye. As Claire drove off, Annie turned to walk back down the road to the house. Sure enough the large delivery truck was backing into the driveway but the driver had his eyes glued on the vision walking toward him. Her large breasts were swaying back and forth and the breeze was blowing the bottom of the robe wide open and he saw that she had only what appeared to be only a small g-string.

She suddenly saw the truck coming toward and stop when it was next to her.

"Can I give you a lift ma'am. My girls can't walk in platform stilettos on gravel roads. It ruins the shoes and you could turn an ankle. Hop in." the driver said.

Annie didn't know what to say. She was having trouble walking and it would be easier.

"Come on, jump in. I won't bite."

Annie stepped up and opened the door and put slid her naked left leg in before managing to slip the other leg in and close the door.

"Thanks. But what do you mean your girls?" Annie asked as she sat close to the door in the dusty cab.

"I run a couple of girls of out of the bar in town. We do stag parties, weekend things, you know. They always wear shoes like that. The customers like it." the elderly driver said as he eyed her up and down.

"I think you and your tall girl friend there would fit into my stable very nicely." he volunteered after confirming that her assets were genuine.

Annie was surprised and bemused by the suggestion that his old man would be making such an assessment of her and more boldly making her such an offer.

"What's in it for us?" Annie asked playing along to find out more.

"With a body like yours and your willingness to show it off, I guess about eight hundred dollars a night. I little less for your tall friend unless you add some girl on girl stuff and for cash on the side at the parties you can get all the cock you two would want. Plus, you get regular access to one of the best cocks this side of the Rockies." the driver said as he stroked the significant bulge forming down the inseam of his pants.

"What would I have to do to get the job?" Annie asked naively as she stared at his hand running long this fattening cock.

"Well that depends. Here and now, you would have to undo your robe and show me what you got. Then give me a bareback blow job to prove you are not a cock tease. If you wanted to audition later, I'd have to fuck you to see if you take a big cock." the driver said as a matter of fact. It was pitch he had given many a time.

"You show me yours and, if I thinks it's as good as you believe it is, I'll show you mine." Claire offered just as confidently as she toyed with a button on her robe. With that statement she saw the driver undo his belt buckle, unzip his pants and open the fly wide. He reached into the opening and down his leg to draw out a truly beautiful specimen of a cock. He may have been old, but he had the goods. Large well proportioned, with heavy veining and a fat pink helmet of a head. It extended out the past his palm and the girth was sizeable. Annie had to admit it was a keeper.

"Whooow. You were right. You got a good one there. Fairs fair." Annie said as she slowly undid the buttons on the robe she peeled it back and let it fall away from her breasts. Watching him show off, her areola had begun to wrinkle up as her nipples extended themselves on top of her large tanned chest. She pulled the robe away from her crotch so he could see the tiny pouch concealing her clit and the string running through her swelling labia. She heard him inhale deeply as he saw the opportunity of a lifetime in front of him.

"Swing your leg around and open up so I can see you better darling." the driver said as he slowly stroked his lengthening member. Annie watched him masturbate himself as she did what he asked. Her left leg swung over the edge to the gap between the seats. She let her right leg fall away displaying herself to this stranger. The driver saw the string of the small elastic waist band, the small yellow pouch covering her clit and the narrow string running between the lips of her bald vulva. The tan lines were being erased by the fully nude days in the sun and soft yet taut skin shone.

The driver had asked hundreds of women to join his posse. He had seen a ton of tits and lots of pussy. If you don't ask you never know the answer was his motto. As he worked his thumb down the length of his cock he thought of the frequent hand jobs, the many blow jobs and the wonderful fucks he had received. None of them, and I mean none of them compared to what was in front of him today. Here was what he had been looking for all the years - a beautiful, classy, experienced woman with a body to die for and a willingness to listen to his patter. His mind raced trying to figure out how to close the deal.

The sexual tension was palpable in the cab as he stared at her crotch. He brought his handsome cock up to vertical and extended the length of his slow strokes. "Show me all of you." he stated more than asked as the pink cock head began to turn a darker shade of red.

Annie reached down along her hip and quietly placed her fingers along the tight waistband and slid one of them under the elastic. She pushed her hand forward toward her crotch and let her finger lift away the band along the way until she reached her clit. She let her finger slide into the pouch and drew little circles over her aching little bud before slowing pulling the fabric away. She continued to peel the yellow fabric away which drew the wedged gusset string out from between her leaking labia. The cab began to fill with the aroma of sex as the wet fabric became visible and shared what it had soaked up.

"So far you are passing the test, just one step to go. Time for that blow job." the driver said as nonchalantly as if interviewing a new delivery helper. He held his erect cock at the base and tipping it toward her, suggested that she get on the job. "I promise you though, once you taste this delicious meat, you'll crave it regularly."

"I just went down on my girlfriend and have pussy juice all over my face. Are you sure you want that on your big cock. Her cum was real fine and it got smeared around a lot. I smeared some on my nipples like this." Annie said and demonstrated by taking the finger that was touching her clit and rubbing it over her nipple. "After I ate her out for the longest time, I sucked her clit until she came big time, just like I'm going to do with your cock." She continued as she replaced her hand on to her sex and began to use two fingers on work on her labia. "Do you like that? Do you like me to finger myself like this? Show me if you do, jerk yourself for me." Annie continued ratcheting up the heat.

"Girl, your cream ain't nearly as sweet as mine. You're going to want seconds after I feed you my cum. You're going to lick it all up and ask for more. They always do." the driver told her as he increased the fisting of his cock. "Put your face down here and work me."

Annie began to lean forward and put her right hand on the bulging biceps of the arm the driver. The arm that held the hand that was jerking his cock. She traced his muscular arm down until she felt this wrist. She let her hand continue over his powerful wrist down to his fingers.

"Move your hand big boy, time for a professional." Annie cooed in his ear as she took over working his rod. You have a load to deliver, can you come quick?"

"Let's finish this load first then we'll see about the other." the driver said as he grit his teeth to hold back his release. Her hand felt so cool and soft compared to his. He closed his eyes and fantasized what her pussy would feel like, when he got the chance to fuck her.

Annie lowered her head until her lips made contact with the tip of his cock. She stuck her tongue out and swirled it around the bulbous mushroom head and tasted the sweat. The driver had let his right hand drop and as Annie bent over, he reached up to grab her nipple. He then withdrew his hand and put it on her neck. Instead of pushing her head down, he slid it under the collar of her robe and worked the robe further off her shoulders and down her arms. Annie knew what he wanted and twisted her arms out of the cotton covering until she was topless in the cab. He swept his hand up and down her back as he encouraged her efforts to bring him off. Annie was sweeping her thumb up and down the heavily veined top of his cock while the palm of her hand was squeezing the prominent ridge that ran the length of the underside.

She closed her eyes and enjoyed the textural difference between this cock and those of her son and her husband who both had nice smooth ones. She felt it was as sweet as he said it was as she tongued the glans and worked her tongue under the foreskin. She felt his rough hands on her lower back push her forward more onto his cock and used her left hand to brace herself against the edge of this driver's seat. She used her right hand to grab and pull at his hairy balls while she held his cock only with her mouth. She felt him begin to grind his hips and knew that her cock sucking skills were working.

They both heard it at the same time. BANG BANG BANG, something or someone pounding on the driver's door. The cab tilted to the left and at the open window was the tattooed driver's helper who had stepped onto the running board about to demand what was taking so long.

"Don't stop baby girl. Keep you mouth on it. I'm close. Don't get distracted." the driver urged Annie as he shifted his strong hand to the back of head.

Annie looked up to see the young man staring at her mouth around the old man's cock. She felt the driver pull her hair back so his helper could see the masterful job she was doing. The driver had told the young man about his ability to get women but the younger always thought it was BS. Today, he learned a lesson -- listen to your elders.

The young aide watched Annie suck at the end of his boss's hose of a cock and looked up to see that he had also gotten her naked in his truck. "Damn, how did he do that." he thought.

"Look at him. Show him what a cock hound you are. Are you a cum slut too? Let him see me cum in your mouth. Make me cum now." the driver said desperately. "Look at him. Look in his eyes as you suck me. That's it."

As Annie stared at the speechless face of the helper, her tongue felt the first spasm of the hot sperm rising up the old man's pipe. She took her mouth of the end of his cock head but left the furrow of her tongue working the underside of the glans. She pulled back to allow them both to see his hot spunk explode out with such force that it hit the back of her throat. She swallowed and almost gagged but kept her mouth open as a receptacle for his semen. As his ejaculations waned, she brought her lips tight around the erupting end of his cock to catch all of his juice.

She held her mouth steady and worked her cum covered tongue over softening cock until he became too sensitive and urged her to pull away. Annie sat up, looked at the speechless young helper before turning to face the driver. She put her hands on his face and went to kiss him. When he responded she spit his own cum into his mouth. She pulled her face back, stuck out her tongue for both of them to see.

"All gone." she said which was rhetorical as they both saw her mouth was empty.

"You are a dirty one, aren't you." said the driver as he swallowed the surprise gift.

"Yes, I am. I'm up from the city and have more than my hands full with the three guys at the house. I don't get up this way much, if ever, so I don't think I need the job." Annie said with smile.

"Let me give you my card anyway just in case. You are special and we could make a lot of money, a whole lot of money if your girl friend is just as good." he implored tying to close the deal while Annie sat back and adjusted the bottom of her suit.

"Can I help you with that?" the young helper asked hoping to get some of what the old man got.

"No, I'm fine thanks." Annie cut him off by finding her robe but taunted him by taking her time to put it on. The young man's tattoos twitched as he watched her close the fine cotton fabric over a set of tits he would likely never see again.

Taking the card, she realized she did not have any pockets. Thinking quickly, she slid it into the pouch that protected her clit. With half of it sticking up out of her suit, she offered, "The ink won't run if it gets too wet will it?"

"Shall we take care of the other load now? Let's back her up."

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"So, Ciel..." Alois said, Ciel noticing that Alois didn't add his last name to the sentence, "Have you ever kissed anyone

"What kind of question is that? Do you even know what you are asking?" Ciel said, turning around. Alois noticed this, and turned around as well. Now the two young Earls were sitting on the hotel room's floor, facing each other. "Well?" Alois insisted.

"That is a question I do not need to answer" Ciel replied.

"In other words, no" Alois said, smirking at Ciel. Ciel sighed, and looked down in defeat.

"Ha? So what? You wanna die without being kissed? What a shame!" Alois said, laughing. Ciel blushed slightly.

"I bet you haven't been kissed either" Ciel said, and Alois stopped laughing. Ciel looked at Alois' eyes, and immediately knew that he had said the right comeback.

"Ne, Ciel. Let's kiss" Alois said out of the blue, looking at Ciel.

"What? What the hell are you asking for!" Ciel had to let his manners go for a second so he could express the shock this request gave him.

"Well, I don't exactly want to die without having that experience. And I don't think you'll kiss anyone in hell, either" he said.

"Who says I don't have offers?" Ciel asked, annoyed.

"Who said you do?" Alois replied.

Ciel stayed silent and looked to his side, not wanting to look at Alois in the eye. He thought he was an idiot because he was considering the offer. But he didn't have time to answer.

Alois tackled him to the floor, laying him down. Alois smirked while positioning himself on top of Ciel, kneeling with his legs separated at both sides of the young Earl Phantomhive.

"What are you-?" Ciel tried to protest, but Alois' lips crashed into his the moment he started talking. He tried resisting, but Alois had pinned him down good. Ciel looked at Alois' closed eyes in embarrassment. It was just a peck on the lips, but Ciel was blushing madly at the facts that he was having his first kiss... and that his first kiss was with a man. He felt Alois smirk into the kiss, and he found out the reason when Alois started moving his lips, turning it into an open mouth kiss. Ciel opened his eyes wider as a reaction, and again tried resisting, but failed for the second time. He, in shame, figured that he might as well... 'enjoy' the moment, so he started moving his lips as well, kissing Alois back.

Alois seemed to notice this, and started pulling Ciel's shirt out of his pants. Then, he started sliding his right hand under Ciel's shirt. Ciel, as reflex, moved his hands to Alois' chest, trying to push him off. Alois seemed to enjoy Ciel's resisting, so he decided to tease Ciel a little more. He let his hand wander more under Ciel's shirt, rubbing his chest. Ciel thought about how Sebastian would tease him if he saw this. "Did you have fun, my Lord?" he would have asked, with a smirk.

Then, he thought that he must've looked pathetic giving in to Alois. He also felt pathetic for letting him have his way.

Alois, yet again, decided to tease Ciel. He removed his hand from Ciel's chest and took it out of his shirt, only to pull away from the kiss. Ciel opened his eyes to find Alois smirking at him. Ciel could only blush.

"Get off of me" he said in a low tone.

"Oh? But I'm not finished yet" Alois said, going down to kiss Ciel's neck.

"Alois!" Ciel demanded, but he knew Alois wasn't going to listen to him. Still, he pushed Alois' chest, but couldn't get him to get off. Then, he tried pushing his arms; no luck either. He felt really useless and weak under Alois' grasp, and he was ashamed of himself for that. Alois pulled back to look at the blushing Ciel that was pinned under his body. He, then, started unbuttoning Ciel's shirt.


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if you had a dick i’ll rock your world.

i might start a thread about sperm-retention.

Oh in case anyone wonderings where I be: plus feel free to announce your own comings and goings!!

Don’t forget to tickle my balls.

I assuming you are FOR retention. Since I used to have a job fighting against this horrible disease, I am not for it.

you crack me up :joy:

yes… because i suck at it. hahahaha

can you explain your case?

well i’m for sperm-retention for like 2~4 weeks at a time.
or should i just not do it? what’s your suggestion?

the only reason why i wanna do it is because i heard it gives you more energy.
like saving your energy instead of releasing it.
but, do i even need more energy?
i just wanna know how it feels after doing it. i can’t last longer than 3 days… self control is on low hahah

New thread?

I just believe in being natural. If you wanna cum, cum. If you’re not up for it, then don’t do it. I see it as breathing. Breathe. Don’t hold your breath.

Nah. I don’t believe in this stuff. It’s flexion. Breathe, expand, contract. It’s like the ocean, a constant moving. I believe in prolonging the build up, sure. But in one sexual experience, not for weeks. Like if you’re fucking your wife, and you feel like you’re about to pop a load in her, go slower (or faster if that’s better) or change positions. Make it a nice climb for both of you. I would literally be pissed if my husband wanted to keep his jizz trapped in his balls for weeks. It would be fun though trying to break his streak. Haha.

My guess is no. And actually that’s a pretty educated guess considering you are a young male. Young males are like jack-rabbits. But what do I know about young males? Absolutely nothing.

Then do it and report back! But tell your wife to wear something that makes her look unattractive (if that’s possible) during this time.

i’ll let prax do the work. thanks prax!

since it’s already derailed. it’ll be better for her to split it.

hmmm yeah. i get your point.

i was gonna say what about if someone just wants to be on their phone all day? is that natural?

but no i get your point. i believe in being natural too.

hahahahah. of course you would

i don’t have problem making my orgasm before me.
i try to time it so when she’s about to orgasm, i cum with her.
so that’s not the issue.
but yeah, great pointers for other readers.

but i just wanted to try it because i can get extra energy or something?

yeah i am a young male. true that.
maybe i wanna start practicing after i turn 40?
like i know some men wants to just lay in bed after they ejaculate.
not me. i still have so much energy after i’m done. my wife’s the one who falls asleep after.

but maybe this is not JUST an age thing. maybe it has to do with your function stack as well?

OKAY! i’m gonna try. hmmm… for 2 weeks. omg that’s gonna be so hard.
and i’ll tell you how it goes afterwards.

i don’t think that’s how it works… hahahaha

to be honest. if men are horny, they’d fuck anything.

why would men fuck their own hand? is it because the hand is attractive?
i’m sure construction workers who have crusty rusty hands fuck their hands too.

and i’ve seen and heard men masturbating to weirdest thing.

this is no joke. my one buddy from highschool fucked cantaloupe.

Thank you, @Prax!!! :slight_smile:

Nope. Natural habit. But not according to nature.

Maybe you won’t even need to practice anything by then. Retention may be the norm by then. Haha.

Hmm maybe? This is interesting. I fall asleep afterwards. But it’s usually not due to satisfaction. It’s just due to I’m naked and comfy in bed.

You a punny one. [quote=“supernokturnal, post:5, topic:410”]
my one buddy from highschool fucked cantaloupe.

Am I a freaking freak to think this is hot? Like if I walked in on a guy fucking a cantaloupe…wow. I’m not even joking. I bet he warmed it up a bit? Obviously, ripe…WOW, I am going to watch people more closely at the grocery store!!!

Haha! Freaking love it.

In other news, I had a dream last night that a dead whale turned into a diseased frog which people touched, turning them into zombies. So, this makes me laugh, but also makes me grab my husband’s rifle.

true. good way to put it.

that’s a scariest “haha” I’ve seen from you.

you can sleep completely naked??
that sounds fun but I can’t do that. I don’t want my genitals touching my blankets and sheets.
maybe at a hotel. yes.

Omg… and guess what. he’s an INFJ.
you must really have some thing for them horny INFJs.

how the fuck do you know this???

HAHAHAH holy shit Erika Wtf

there are other methods out there.
it’s amazing how creative they can get to imitate vagina.

Been doin it since 2006. Yep. Completely. I don’t have balls so maybe that makes it easier? My husband does too most of the time. Sometimes he sleeps with undies. Sometimes undies and a t-shirt. I can’t. Naked all the time. I read somewhere that it’s healthier. Frees up your skin and stuff. Breathing.

I think INFJs are freaks. Just my intuition. But they rarely let it out. Like, I bet he trusts you enough or was drunk enough to tell you. I can see INFJs fucking all sorts of things…but knowing about it is a different ball game.

Ain’t nobody wanna fuck a cold pussy…or at room temperature…depending on where you keep your pussy, I mean, cantaloupe.

I’m not kidding you, sups. This is really hot. I would even whisper dirty things in his ear, encouraging him to give it to that slut cantaloupe. Then, after he came in it, I’d eat it!

oh yeah. for sure.
it helps you fall asleep faster and apparently it produces more melatonin which also helps you sleep better and faster.
and good for your skin and all that jazz.
I just sleep with underwear on. I can’t do completely naked. unless I wash my sheets everyday.
I’m germophobic.

you’re right about this.
I’ve heard some craziest fantasies from them.

Hahahaha Omg. I guess that is kinda hot.
fucking the cantaloupe isn’t. I think
that + Erika is what makes the whole thing hot.

it’s awesome that there are someone like you out there to embrace and love these things.

an update : I failed tonight…

i tries different position. the position I actually never ejaculated in… and I did…
it was awesome though. like I think i had my body orgasm for the first time.

Yep! Someone has to love those sex freaks!

I bet you it was all that cantaloupe talk. Well congrats! One of us had sex! I’ll probs rub one out in a bit.

What does this mean??

Strikes me as a Si practice so I’m just gonna note that @Ankh is unlikely to see/get a lot out of it, as she kinda has no Si.

I think it’s likely a great practice for you super, kinda like tarot has been a good practice for me with Ni.

Sí señor!

well, I learned that men can also body orgasm like women can.
like feeling the jitter tingle tickle all over your spine
and I felt it today. it was awesome.
maybe because I tried different position and stayed there for long time?

hmm interesting viewpoint.
now I’m gonna start observing people and see if they’re practicing their 5th function.

but speaking of that. I think @Ankh does really well using Fi.
I’ve never seen ENFJ get so super personal and open herself up this much. it’s actually very very VERY amusing.
like Fe dom is all about image.
but in this forum Erika literally laid out her life to us and I have so much respect for that.
I think about this very often.
‘wow. One of a kind ENFJ’

sperm retention and Si. Hmmm. I think it makes sense.

okay. I’m gonna try it again…

@supernokturnal, I just wanted to say I appreciate your presence here. :slight_smile:

why here? and why specifically on this thread? hahaha

Haha! This thread is fun. It’s easy. I read all the smarty pants stuff going on and while it’s great for some people, I realize that I NEED interaction like this thread’s exchange. So, thanks! And stay you! :bouquet:

How dem heavy balls btw? Why am I not a lady?..jeeeez

I failed again two nights ago. . I just get too in the moment and just let myself go Hahaha

and yeah it’s all about balance. I love talking about heavy stuff but life is not just one sided.

yin-yang :yin_yang:


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Hiliad's Special Gift Ch. 02

My second experience with Hiliad Fildri was far from pleasurable. Oh, no. Not in the least. And it was no one's fault but my own. It had been almost two months since Master Daniel and I had been to Naluchra, yet the two vampires were constantly on my mind. Hiliad in one way while Liza was in another.

We had talked about my experience once, and only once, the night we drove home. He wanted to know everything I was feeling while I was their submissive: Whether I liked kissing Liza and her touching me, what I thought of Hiliad tasting my blood, how his blood heightened my experience. I don't think he liked that very much. Master never shows his jealous side, but when he does, he knows exactly how to handle himself.

Hiliad's blood had stayed in my system for several days, whereas I cleaned the entire house, gardened, mowed the two-acre lawn, anything that involved movement to calm my restlessness. My senses were on hyper-drive, as they had been right after I had taken a drop of Hiliad's blood, but I was disappointed when the effects faded completely.

This particular evening as we drove to the club it was for punishment. Master never held out punishments this long; he liked to handle it right then and there so I'd not forget why I was being punished. But that time, I knew exactly what I had done wrong, and I would graciously accept my punishment, though I didn't know if I'd be walking out the club or lying on a gurney.

Then, he laid out the rules that I was to obey while I was with Hiliad, though I wasn't sure about Liza. "You are not to have his blood. He may have yours if he wishes and that includes him feeding on you," He specified.

I remained silent. He knew the way I felt about the vampires having me for their meal. He was surprised by my expression and simply said, "We'll see about that."

"Yes Master."

"I'll tell you this, not that I have to, but it was entirely my fault at not telling Hiliad about the Violet Wand. I should have stopped—I apologized to him, as I now apologize to you."

Master was there! He hadn't been with another woman! Though, I thought He was there because as I lay with Hiliad after our scene, I hadn't heard Liza return with Master. As a matter of fact, Liza didn't return at all. I thought I'd fallen asleep, but I had other little signs from Master that made me wonder if He was there. Mark off one Mystery of Life for me!

"Thank you, Master." Better late than never for an apology.

"Speaking of the Violet Wand, what are your thoughts on pushing your limits on that?"

"Oh, Master, you know how much it scares me." Even at the mention of it made my voice crack.

"A lot of things scared you that you are not afraid of now."

"Well, that's true, Sir."

"If it was on the lowest charge, would that be acceptable, not that it matters," He snickered.

No, not in the least, I thought sarcastically. I stared out the window blankly. I remembered the electrical feeling between Hiliad and me after I had his blood and I imagined it would be similar, but I was still skeptical.

"If it pleases you, Master." That was the only reply I could ever give Him when one of His ludicrous ideas seemed interesting.

"It will. Hiliad understands whips are out of the question. Is there anything you can think of now that I can warn him about with your boundaries?"

I thought long and hard on that one. That was punishment, not enjoyment for me. My ass was already starting to hurt, and it hadn't been spanked in weeks. In a way I deserved it, not that I wanted it. "No, Master," I replied. Then a second later something popped into my head. "May I ask a question, Sir?"

"Does it pertain to this evening?"

"Yes, Master."

"You may."

"Will you allow penetration, as You hadn't before?"

He smirked evilly, one that I always regretted seeing. "Did you mention that as your limit?" He asked sternly.

"No Sir, but I just thought of it."

"Did you want him to fuck you before?" He didn't use that word unless we were in the middle of heavy-duty sex, and that one word alone made my pussy tingle.

I had that answer ready in case He asked so He wouldn't be angry. "My body did, Master, but my heart didn't." I looked over His face, hoping to see that was as good a line as I could come up with to prevent His anger. It was no line. It was the truth.

He smiled and reached for my hand; I gave it to Him and He squeezed it lightly. "You do not disappoint, slave. We shall see when the time comes."

"May I speak freely?" Oh, I loved asking that. Rarely does He allow me to speak what's on my mind, and more often than not He does. But I still like to ask.

"I do not want him to glamour me."

"Why?" He asked curiously.

"Because I want everything that happens to be of my own free will."

He smiled again pleased. "I will inform him of that, although vampires erase memories similar to, but different than glamouring."

Master's knowledge of the unknown astounded me, as I would often go to bed alone while He searched the internet on vampires till the morning hours. He would occasionally enlighten me, but I knew there was so much more that I didn't understand about them, and I hung on every word.

We pulled into the parking lot, and it was the same as before. Even the crowd inside hadn't changed. There were the normal, stupidly naive humans buying lame-assed t-shirts and the more moronic ones that wore the damned fangs. God, who were they kidding?

This evening, Hiliad sat in a huge wooden throne, the only word I can compare it to. Liza was at his side looking over their domain. It was quite the sight, or should I say Hiliad was. The first night with them was so unusual, for lack of a better word that I hadn't really checked out his body. Then he was wearing a dark, Navy blue tank top that showed off his incredible broad shoulders and rippling muscles of his forearms. He had one elbow on the arm rest, his chin resting in his hand. And he looked utterly bored. That was until he saw us walk toward them and he smiled wide, sat up straight and beckoned us over. I nervously tugged at my dress, which I thought was too short but Master insisted I wear, which was proceeded with a smack on the ass.

"Didn't I tell you how beautiful you look?" Master asked as we stepped around the dancers on the floor, who, if they weren't dressed, may as well have been having sex.

"Yes, Master," I replied as I stopped fidgeting. "Good," He said as He bent and kissed my cheek.

My heart started to pound as we approached Hiliad and Liza, but I fought back my nervousness, like that would do any good. I'd only received punishment from Master; being given to another that I was unfamiliar with scary as hell.

Hiliad stepped towards us and shook Master's hand, but Hiliad kept his eyes on me. I was suddenly self-conscious and grew even more apprehensive about the evening. Hiliad turned to me, took my free hand (the other was clasping onto Master's), bowed slightly and kissed the back of my hand. I had a vision in my head of me swooning and fainting at this one act, but it quickly dissipated.

"Always a pleasure to see you again, slave Connee," he spoke softly, yet there was obvious menace to his voice.

"Thank you, Sir. It is my honor that you allow . . ." While I was rambling, Master squeezed my hand so hard it hurt, and I instantly knew I'd said too much. "My apologizes, Sir Hiliad."

"Forgiven," he said as he directed me to and empty chair beside his, while Master sat on my other side.

I looked at Liza, who hadn't said a word, and I wasn't too sure what that was about. But I couldn't ignore her skin-tightly black corset practically growing out of her skin and her breasts bulging for free themselves. But she looked more beautiful than I remembered her.

"Daniel tells me you have been a rather undisciplined slave," Hiliad directed at me.

Undisciplined? I wouldn't have chosen that word. Badly erred in my ways was more like it. "Yes, Sir."

"Tell me, what have you done that deserves your punishment this evening?"

I swallowed my tongue. I hate it when I do that. I sure hadn't expected his question as I assumed Master already told him. I had to fight back the urge to look at Master, but I didn't. Maintaining eye contact with Hiliad, I replied, "I ... moaned your name when Master and I were having sex."

Hiliad's eyebrows rose, yet there were no lines on his forehead. "Really? So, you wanted me that night, huh?"

This was complete torture. "May I speak freely, Sir?"

"Of course."

"My body was yours that night, as it was Liza's." I could then feel her eyes burning into the back of my neck, so I wanted to acknowledge her presence. "But my heart belongs to my Master." I said it more proudly and with more emotion than I had when I told Master.

He smiled and chuckled. Looking at Master, he said, "You have a very devoted slave."

"That I do," Master smiled. "Except when she's thinking of another while I'm fucking her."

Hiliad and Master burst out in laughter, drawing eyes from some people in the room. Apparently they hadn't heard Hiliad laugh too many times. I wanted to die.

"Oh, please," Liza spoke for the first time, "Let's get on with this."

"Hold your horses, Liza," Hiliad said irritated. All three snickered, but for the life of me I had no idea why. "And you understand the instruction from your Master Daniel so there won't be any ... misunderstandings?"

"No Sir, er, Yes Sir."

Hiliad turned to Master. "You will be with us?" Master only nodded, but I could tell Hiliad wasn't happy with Him being there. "Then," Hiliad said as he rose and put out his hand for mine, "Let the punishment commence."

Although I was petrified, I was also becoming a little turned on, if that's the right word for it. Getting my ass beat is not my idea of getting excited about.

Hiliad led me to the same door we had come to two months earlier, with Master behind me and Liza in the rear. As we descended the stairs, my heart started to pound inside my chest. I just knew it would explode any minute. What a treat that would be for Hiliad and Liza with my blood all over! Then there was music echoing in the room below, Enigma, I believed. I always loved it when Master allowed music while we did a scene, but never for punishment. I guess it had the opposite effect for Hiliad. The lighting was as low as it had been before, yet I could see all the equipment Hiliad had in his little pleasure dungeon.

There was a cross (Master owns one which we have in our basement), the bar hanging from the center of the room (the one I was attached to earlier), a sex swing (not my thing), a gyno table (might be interesting), a simple flat table (for dissecting humans, I thought then laughed to myself), and ... shit! Then I realized what the three were laughing at. It was a Pommel horse that was almost identical to the one men use in gymnastics, except this one was a little shorter in length with no bars on top, only one hook underneath on the end and two hooks for the ankles.

I silently followed Hiliad, wanting desperately to get a glance at Master for comfort, but I didn't. Hiliad suddenly stopped by the same rug that I was on after we were done. Then I could see that it was white and in the shape of . . . a polar bear. I thought it might have been a prize token on one of Hiliad's hunts, but I didn't think they hunted animals.

My thoughts were redirected when Hiliad stepped to me and put his hands on my shoulders, looking me directly and hard into my eyes. I inhaled through my nose sharply when I noticed how much bluer his eyes were, but they were also a little ... off. Hungry, maybe? I hoped not.

"Do you trust me, slave?" Master cleared his throat loudly as he took a seat beside the Pommel horse. "Sub," he quickly corrected, but rolled his eyes.

"Yes, Sir," I replied, nodding quickly.

I wasn't even paying attention to what Liza was doing until she snickered, "That's your first mistake, honey." Liza had taken off my heels and had been securing shackles around my ankles. She then proceeded to take my wrists and tied soft leather cuffs on each, each with a loop for tying me to the apparatus.

"When and why would you even trust a creature like me?" Hiliad asked curiously.

"When I lost ... control of myself with the Violet wand and you hugged me. That told me I could trust you."

"You are wise, except for your little faux pas." Those were the truest words I had ever heard in my life. "Daniel, would you kindly prepare your slave for us?"

"Slave, come," Master ordered.

I quickly went to Him, the metal chains clanging around my feet. I stopped a foot away from Him waiting for further instruction. He then padded His knee, indicating that I sit down and I straddled His leg. He looked over my face for some clue as to how I was feeling—Master can always read me very well.

"All the rules have been clarified," He said as He raised His hand, which held something I was very familiar with. My collar, the very collar He had given me on our two year anniversary of being together. He spoke as He put it on me. "You are to obey Hiliad and Liza, and I will make sure they do not cross the line." His eyes diverted to the two vampires as they stood beside the horse.

"Yes, Master," I said, surprised at the fear in my voice. I hesitated a moment. "Master?" "Yes?"

"Have you instructed Dom Hiliad to use a condom if ..." I sure didn't need to finish that sentence.

"Yes, he didn't like it, but tough shit. Thank you for mentioning it," He said with a warm smile.

"I won't enjoy it, Master," I said weakly.

He took my face in His hands. "If you do, I want you to tell me all about it, every detail. You will receive no punishment."

That surprised the crap out of me. "Yes, Master."

"Now, remove your dress," He commanded.

I slid off of Him and slowly, as I know He likes me to do pulled the thin cotton dress up from the bottom hem up and over my head. He told me not to wear any underwear, so I was instantly bare in front of Him. I handed Him my dress as He stood and set it on the chair.

Grabbing me unprepared, he held me tightly and kissed me hard, yet passionately. "This will hurt me more than it will hurt you," Master told me.

That is the one thing a Master/Dom should never say to a slave/sub because all they hear is, 'It's gonna hurt like a son of a bitch but you deserve it!'

He took my head and walked to my doom, as I like to refer to it, His arm lovingly and protectively around my waist. When we stopped in front of Hiliad and Liza, Master told them, "She is all yours."

I stood with my hands behind me as I nervously waited for what Hiliad wanted me to do, looking at his neck, not his eyes. He looked me up and down like I was a piece of meat, but I wasn't offended. Not tonight; any other night I would have been. Knowing Master's punishments is one thing, but another giving it to me? The unknown scared the hell out of me, yet excited me at the same time.

Instead of a pep talk, smile or a hug, he displayed his arm out towards the horse, and I stepped to it, but didn't bend over. It has been my experience that you follow one instruction at a time. Waiting anxiously, Hiliad stood behind me, his body pressed solidly against mine, his erection pressing against the small of my back. Although his fangs weren't out, his action told me what I wanted to know.

I was tense, but not tense enough because when he pushed me forward by the shoulders I went down on the horse like I was a rag. Luckily I placed my hands on the horse before my face would've smashed into it. He leaned down close to my face, which was turned slightly to the right but not looking at him and he said, "You know why you are here."

Hmm, that was a trick question—actually, it wasn't a question at all. "Yes Sir."

SMACK on the ass cheek. I sure as shit didn't see that one coming. That damned Liza!

"Have you readied yourself for your punishment?" Hiliad asked.

"Yes, Sir," I answered quickly.

SMACK again on the exact same spot. That one stung like hell.

"You must redeem yourself; show Master Daniel how sorry you are for your indiscretion."

"Yes, Sir." I waited for the hand on the ass. Nothing happened.

"Look at me, submissive," he ordered, his voice now pure evil. I peered into his eyes. "You will get no protection from a blindfold. I want you to see what is coming at you."

"Yes—" SMACK SMACK, one on each cheek, "—Siirr." That time I grunted loudly.

"I want to see the look of fear in your eyes, the pain, the ecstasy. I want to hear you scream, beg for mercy as loud as you can. No one will hear you. No one will protect you." His voice had turned demonic and I was terribly frightened—okay, that doesn't explain it well enough. I was scared shitless.

"Liza," Hiliad said then stepped back.

I laid my head back on the horse and prayed as hard as I could. I know—what a hypocrite I am. Sue me. Liza meticulously and slowly, making sure I watched her every move, tied my wrists to the hook underneath the horse while Hiliad hooked up my ankles. I was then laying on the horse, bent over at my waist, my arms circling the circumference with hardly enough room to move, much less having something to grab on to. My ass was now theirs, and they knew it. Closing my eyes, I prepared myself for my punishment, but that's not how it started.

Something soft brushed against my ass cheeks with barely any pressure at all, and the intermittent scrapes sent chills down my legs. The touch was so light that I thought for sure I was imagining it. After all, I was expecting to get the hell beat out of me. But the tip of the feather, or so I assumed, continued over my ass, thighs, back, between my shoulder blades and the nape of my neck. That did it for me. Shivers coursed through my body, and I gasped with pleasure.

"Oh, don't get too excited, little girl," Liza huffed in my ear.

No, of course not. Forgive me, Mistress, I forgot my place and all that bullshit. Right then, all I wanted was to enjoy the feeling.

Then it started. I didn't know how in the hell their hands moved as fast as they did, but one hand smacked one cheek while another cracked the other cheek. Again it was in perfect sync, and the two must have practiced this quite a few times to get it down so perfectly. Whenever there was a softer impact, it was replaced with a much harder one. There was no lapse of a calming, cool hand in between beating, as Master often did with me. And I didn't know how much more I could endure.

My legs began to shake, unable to withstand the pounding that continued; the hot, searing pain surged up through my body. I cried. I groaned. I tried to stay as still as I could. I cried some more. My body shook with my sobs, but not once did I cry out in pain or call for Master. To do that would be the end of me, for sure. I was holding on to the horse so tightly that my forearms tightened up on me. I was going out of my mind with the pain but I took my punishment, praying it would end soon.

I heard Master say something, but I couldn't understand what He said. As quickly as it started it stopped. I couldn't even think straight to realize that they had stopped for several minutes. Tears poured out of my eyes as I continued to cry. I'd never felt that much pain before, and hoped to never again. Lesson learned very well.

I felt a pair of warm, soft hands caress my back that I immediately recognized as Master's and was grateful to feel His touch. His hot breath blew onto my ear but I couldn't speak. I was afraid to even open my eyes, but He ordered me to. When I did, He was blurry through the tears and I blinked several times fast the clear my vision, sniffling and trying to control my breathing.

"Slave Connee, dear one, you are forgiven," Master said, His voice softer than I'd ever heard Him speak to me.

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