She grinds in the chair, teased by the scents of their bodies as they intermingle and swirl all around her. They find their way deep inside her and tantalize her blood, enticing her with a carnal pulse way down in the depths of her core. She half wakens with a shudder. A moist heat and an uncomfortable throbbing grow in her, causing her to moan with an appetite that’s not for food.� She is too tired not to feel it but way too tired to give in. � The chatter of the morning fills the air. The new day's sun shines upon the eyes of the man in the bed. He wakes with a start, in a place unfamiliar.� His vision is unfocused and burns in the brilliance, his ears pound with swingers the sound of his own heart.� His brain fills with remembrances, of death and agony and blood and screams.� Panicked eyes dart around the room, searching for an escape, as adrenaline courses through his veins and set his thoughts ablaze. The light focuses through the window and pulls his attention to the figure in white,� sleeping fitfully, in the rickety chair overlooking his bed. Her face, alien, yet familiar, is adorned in a serenity that settles his pulse and fears.� The sun’s rays silhouette her curves, as it glows upon her skin, flickering through the diaphanous cloth, offering him a glimpse of her. His pulse quickens again, at urges more rousing, more passionate, than animal or cruel. Figments, of days past, filter through him fondly. Her soft healing touch, the firmness of her breast against his chest, the warmth of the energy she seemed to will into him, and that soft soothing melody she hummed, that charged� him against surrender. � From where these visions come, he does not know. From where she has come and how they had happened to this place, he realizes he's blind to that too. He watches as the light touches on her face and, as her chest rises and falls, reveals more to him of her subtle charms. She looks soul-spent, but beautiful. He turns to his side and grimaces at the stiffness in his neck and shoulders, his neck cracks and he freezes in a moment of ecstatic release. � She wakes, just like she's done every time the bed creaked under the return of his discomfort. She stretches her back, raises her arms to the sky with a stiff, side to side sway, then opens her eyes to check on his state.� She smiles when she sees, he's awake and his pain is now at ease.� Her eyes spark with an energy that seems to command her body to life and, with a slow and deliberate effort, she stands from her vigil, slips off her dress, places it on the seat and drifts towards him, watching his indian attention embrace her as she closes the distance between. � His eyes dilate as they trace the contours of her hips and the delicate curves of her waist.� They track the scars that flow from just under her chest and across her ribs, only to wane from his view behind the soft indentation in amateur the crook of her arm. The twisted feeling in the boy's head must have been quite something, as the pain only increased his arousal, yet the arousal itself was torturous for him. It’s not like I had no part in how things ended in Santa Barbara, and yet Kevin or Nicole was the one who was willing to forget the past and move forward. It’s see through and barely covers anything up. By the time my brother got back to his regiment their barracks bitches would be waiting. That’s how we sleep every night now. My son shot his hand up. When Victor saw that he was nude from the belt down and is some kind of distress, he motioned for him to come to him in his office. "Your son?" Fuck knows what the neighbours make of this and who amateur cares? I’d love to!” she says. She just kept rubbing me gently and licking my clit until I couldn't take it anymore, my body betrayed me and I lost control of it, it froze up and i couldn't hardly move. Then I can hear her slurping the indian woman’s fat cunt again. Just begging to be striped in red. She then made for the door with the brace in her hand and no limp evident. I called her, and she asked me if swingers she could be mine, after I told her you wanted to be one. I mean I know we can both cum and stuff but you're so big down there and I'm just little." It's a story about a girl who takes comfort in the wishes of her Master, dominant over submissive, and lives for the thrill of being punished.