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- Forwarded for Quarterhorse. He's been pretty much blown away by all the
- praise that he's been getting for the first hard-pain piece. This
- particular one is almost entirely hetero-erotic, with a little bondage.
- "A little something for everyone." He was laughing when he said it.
- *I* think it's because Lisa doesn't know Horse well enough to really get
- through to him like Morgan does; but we hope that you'll like it.
-
- Elektra
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- I turned away from the mirror and Lisa walked away from me to sit
- down in a chair. She looked at me with dark, dark eyes and said, "Come
- here." I crawled over on my knees, my hard on swinging a little before
- me, my bound arms making it difficult to keep my balance, and the
- concentration needed to keep the credstick in my ass was bothersome. My
- legs weren't feeling quite as bad, anymore, having moved them and
- continuing to move them made it so that they didn't stiffen from the
- whipping.
-
- Lisa smiled as she watched me crawl and I felt an inexplicable
- tightness in my chest and along the back of my neck. It was delicious.
- She opened her legs and beckoned me closer. "Take off my clothes with
- your teeth. Oh, and," she pulled the credstick from out between my legs,
- "thanks for carrying this for me." Then her hands moved to my cock and
- she quickly pulled the ring off over the balls. I winced at the pressure,
- but a steady stroking of her hand and I was stiff again.
-
- She leaned forward enough for me to reach the buttons of her shirt
- with my mouth. A woman smells different than a man, somehow smoother,
- sweeter, less musky. I had some difficulty getting the hang of getting
- the buttons from the other side. I undress Morgan using nothing but my
- mouth enough times that I usually surprised others with my dexterity at
- it, but the unaccustomed angle due to a woman's buttons being on the
- opposite side was slowing me down a little.
-
- Not a bad thing, it seemed, because as I slowly breathed and
- nibbled and pulled and tugged my way down Lisa's eyes started to go soft as
- her breathing deepened. So strange to meet the softness of breasts
- instead of the muscle of a masculine chest, and I was almost afraid to
- push order to get the button undone, but she didn't protest when I did, in
- fact her eyes closed a little when I almost pinched the side of her right
- breast with my teeth and stroked it with an errant tongue. The shirt
- opened to reveal a crimson lace bra. I was fascinated by how big her
- nipples were, and how they were smashed and bound by the threads of the
- intricate lace.
-
- I had to use more force against the button at the waistband of her
- jeans, and pushing my chin deep into her lower belly caused the muscles
- there to push back and she smiled and lazily ground the hard mound of her
- pelvic bone into my chest. I deftly pulled down the zipper with my teeth,
- to reveal the bright red of a silk g-string.
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