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Oh god, not again

לפני 15 שנים. 8 במאי 2009 בשעה 23:32

I tried not to. I wasn’t even sure why. I wanted to kiss her right then but felt it would ruin the moment. The only way to feel her lips on mine would be to continue with her game, somehow I knew that. She massaged my scrotum slowly. Words tumbled out disjointedly and I tried to pick up where I had left off.
“I...that is they...the empire”, her face was a mask of innocence. I tried bringing up images of ruined castles and dead warriors but all I could see were her red, smiling lips. I couldn't complete one word, let alone a whole sentence. My eyes closed of their own accord, but that only intensified the sensation of her cool fingers on my crotch. I took a deep breath, then another, and somehow managed to calm myself. Barely. Somehow I managed to continue.
“Very good, let’s go straight to the next challenge”, she leaned in and whispered in my ear.
She bent over and with one smooth tug pulled my pants down to my ankles. She made a circle with her finger in the air, instructing me to turn around. I knew I could never have gone along without the aid of the wine, but I felt the blood rushing all through me and a strange sense of freedom from the mortification that I would normally expect to appear in this situation. Of course it helped that I had never felt more aroused in my entire life.
“What are we doing now?”, I asked.
“You’ll see.”
She put one hand between my shoulder blades and the other on my hip and bent me over.
“Now here’s the second challenge. I want you to take a walk with me around the castle wall, all the while holding this inside you.”
I felt something very slippery and uncomfortably cold pushing its way into my anus.
“W-what’s that?”, I asked with my face still close to the ground and my butt in the air.
“A butt-plug of course silly”, she said and slapped my behind playfully.
“Oh, and I don’t think you’ll be needing your pants anymore.”


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