Asking too many questions might spook the nervous man. The problem was that their Titles made this deal tricky. The Title Faithless meant he could not... worship a god, this job was a loophole around that, and Axel wouldn’t benefit as he couldn’t receive blessings or curses. “My God does not allow others to bless me. Sorry.”The man looked desperate. “Your allies could receive a blessing, maybe an item instead.”“What exactly is this blessing?”“A charm,” the man avoided his eyes. Rayner knew what. The tradition got lost somewhere along the way. I told her I loved it and would always honor my masters. “Well, I was hoping you would say that. I bought you something; well actually, I had it made for you. The others didn’t want me to give it you in case you didn’t want to wear it.” She leaned over and took a box out of the night stand drawer. It was white with a red ribbon wrapped around it. I opened it up and inside was a collar. It was made of black leather and it had beige fur on the. ” She explained that she was a publicist at a hospital in the city and Anne was her boss. “My god, Mike. It’s so good to see you. How long has it been?” “Eleven years, six months, two weeks, two days, and—what time is it?” I said, checking my wristwatch for effect, “and twelve hours and about ten minutes, give or take.” She stared at me for a moment and then laughed, a throaty laugh in a voice age had made deeper, lower. It reminded me of the way she used to laugh after good sex. Her long. “Sorry, Hailey.”The next two participants took their turns sucking Hailey off, and try as she might, she got one wrong and one right, leaving the score at 3-4, in the leader’s favor. She was getting close to another climax, and was squirming at the idea. The leader stepped in and quieted the crowd. “Alright, since we’re coming down to the last participant, we’re going to change it up. Obviously, she knows this last participant is a guy, but we’re going to alter it a little to give me a chance.
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