He was overwhelmedby how beautiful she was right away, and wore only his approvedpanties for a sub boy. "Oh, Mr. P, somehow I had the impression sin...ce you were fromEarth that, well, men were different there!" "Um, well, all kinds I guess, Miss, um...!" "Marsha! I don't want anyone to know I'm cheating on my podbut a girl has so many expenses you know!" The subtle hint indicatedhim to open his wallet, and she smiled as she took the money.Several other girls I know cheat also, I mean we. We kiss forever, and then she begins her Siren song, testing me with temptation. The hotel room has its own stereo sound system, and she puts in a special tape: ‘Light My Fire,’ ’60 Minute Man,’ Barry White, Diana Ross, ‘Burning Love,’ ‘Great Balls of Fire,’ ‘Steam,’ Donna Summer, Bessie Smith, Big Joe Turner’s ‘Shake, Rattle, and Roll,’ Flamenco Guitar, Bolero. As the music plays, she tempts and teases and tortures with fingers, hands, mouth, pussy, keeping me up, keeping me on the verge,. "I'm going to make you my bitch today" she said as she lubed up the cock.She walked around behind me and I felt the wet slap of the lube as she rubbed it in my ass. She then reached down and pulled my cock out toward the back with one hand. With her other hand, she shoved her finger up my ass pulling back with her hand on my cock so I couldn't move. I felt myself getting hard despite the fear.She released my cock and started rubbing the big head of the strapon up and down across my ass. I felt. Fortunately, I’d barely gone a mile when I spotted the castle a couple of miles away. When I was but half a mile from my goal, I stopped and changed the dressing on my wound, then pulled my “official” vest from my pack and put it on, proudly displaying the crest of the fallen Earl of Lancaster and noting my rank as a corporal in the archers. For the month I’d agreed to join, the Earl had assigned me that rank and accompanying pay grade.The four guards meeting me this time were less gruff and.