This was a year agreement. He wasn’t looking for a wife. This was a short-term Master/slave relationship. She’d be gone in eleven months and he wo...uld be left with a nice home. And no Catie. No Catie. He shook off the strange feeling in the pit of his stomach. ~*~*~ Several nights a week for two months after they moved in, Jon worked for an hour or two in the playroom. The basement playroom was semi-dark in keeping with the atmosphere of a dungeon. He put fake stone on the walls after installing. ”“How old are you anyway?”I looked him dead in the eyes and asked, “How old do you think I am?” “Well I know you’re older than you look,” he said vaguely as he shifted position, laying almost completely on top of me now, only slightly raised on one elbow so that he could keep look out through the window.“Take a guess.” I said sarcastically.“OK, I’ll guess, let’s see, you’re in a playground playing hide and seek, so seven?” He chuckled. “And how old does that make you? Try again!” I said playing. On the other hand I was having lots of sex with myself. Those two and a half months until early June may well be the masturbational peak of my life. You might have guessed already and I also knew from girl talk with my friends that I am normally not what you would call a sexual active person. I can go on for weeks or even months without feeling the need to touch me. When I pleasure myself without watching porn or reading sex stories, I never fantasize about people having sex with me. I always. "Through Amanda Babuto said, "The woman of whom you speak is mine now and I will not let her go. Now leave for I tire of talk."Ryan forced back the urge to kill this green man and the two warriors on both sides and instead said simply, "I will not leave without her." Then die," and at Babuto's nod the two warriors charged.Babuto watched in disbelief and dismay as four beams silently sprang to life. His warriors crumpled to the ground with their legs cut from beneath them. He saw they were in.