"You can't tell?" I asked, shocked by her naivety."No--I thought he might just want to go dancing orsomething--that would be OK, right Jacquie?" He do...esn't--trust me," I said. "He changed into hisbathrobe--like he wants to fuck us--you see?" Oh, geez. I didn't even know that."We returned together into the living room, where Darby wasbent over a mirror, sniffing some kind of white powder uphis nose. He looked flushed, yet happy like a real idiotmight."You girls need a sniff? We can start?. She then touched my body with a feather sending electric pulse to my senses. My rod was also getting stretched and it was becoming unbearable. She then spanked my ass, just like i spanked it, when she made an error in judgement. That was from punishment perspective whereas this was more from pleasure.She pinched my nipple and screamed in pain. She was now getting kinkier. Slowly she removed the trouser making me completely naked. She slowly moved the feather all over my body. She also squeezed. He wants me to obey, he wants me to call him master, and honestly; I want that too. In most of my fantasies and daydreams I long to please and obey. But in real life, as it turns out, I have a really hard time doing just that. He commands me to call him master. I don’t. He commands me to undress. I don’t. I don’t even know why, cause I really want to, guess I just want to see if I can gain some control. I couldn’t.I guess that’s me trying to obtain some pride. But then in a matter of. Nemain performed her rhythmic danceof death, inciting the Ligan warriors into a near unquenchable bloodlust.Macha trampled the Formorians beneath her feet while her long red maneflowed in the wind. Even the great queen of the gods, the Morrigan, hadjoined the battle as a mighty gray-red wolf.The Formorians had landed off the coast of Munster and over-run thekingdom. It was now to the kingdom of the Ligan, with its many treasuresand riches, which they cast their covetous gaze towards. However,.