Allen when shespanked you and stood you in a corner. You must have known that I wascoming and would see you like that. Then you let me spank you, not ...once,but twice. And then the biggest shocker of all: You want to find astrong man who will spank you and then force you to give him a blow-job,yet, you say you're not gay. It's clear to me that is more that a hobbywith you. You have more dresses than most girls and have hidden them foryears, in effect lying to me. It's all a bit much to figure. I did as she requested, and she snapped a few more photos. "Push it all the way in, slave." I reluctantly did. I was getting aroused being commanded to do such erotic things, and my dick was hard, and pre-cum was dribbling out. "Hold it against your dick, show me which one is bigger, slave".It was obvious that she was also getting aroused being the commanded in this situation, but I had no way of getting the pics away from her camera, indeed if she had already posted them on the internet where. They need to fight under a proven winner.”“I believe Mage Roxanne readily fills that role,” Morgana answered.“Roxanne is leading the expedition. She should not do both,” Verenestra countered.“Very well,” Morgana replied after a thoughtful pause. “Do you have any suggestions?”“They would fight under the banner of the victor of Myrkálfar?”“No! Additionally, hell no!”“Then her second in command, Mage Arch,” Verenestra added with a cheeky grin to show she had been baiting Morgana.“Better,” Morgana. She was only thirty-six and still pretty attractive. She had nice hair, smooth skin, and she had maintained her weight, give or take a few pounds, since college. She was really looking forward to this trip. On Sunday night before she was to leave, she was packing her suitcase. Her husband Walter was watching her and wondered what she was thinking. He knew she was excited about going. He felt a pang of jealousy thinking about what she might do all alone in a strange city. He asked her who else.