She could never be serious.My air elemental carried her to the edge of the path, dropping her off before the cave mouth. She scampered in, producing a...other pair of enchanted throwing daggers from somewhere on her body. I had no idea how she hid so many daggers on her. Nor did I care.I became a hawk and soared back towards the cave.ChaunMy right leg throbbed. Bone poked through the trousers, white and smeared crimson. The wind had stopped, allowing me to move. Angela roared in fury. The dragon. I was kneeling between his legs and I had my head resting on the inside of his knee. I remember looking up at him thinking about how I felt and wondered why I should be proud of myself.I asked him about the cane and if they ever broke, and why he liked to cane girls.He told me that the cane was 38” and it was made out of rattan. The canes do break from time to time, but made from rattan they last along time and are very flexible. He confided that he enjoyed caning girls so that he could control. He imagined spreading his cheeks for a thick cock. A hard thick cock in his ass. He opened his eyes, removed the dildo from the wall suction and stuck it to the shower floor. With more oil on his hand, he prepared his tight hole for what he would realise later, would be a punishing. An oily hand guided the shafts head towards his opening. He flared his hole as the first nipping sensation hit, the little hole not so little any more. Head back, eyes rolling and mouth open, he felt ashamed at. When I come home I see you sitting there on the couch watching tv. ‘hi’ ‘hey’ I walk past without any eye contact and go to the shower. I turn the shower on and start to take my cloths off when you knock. ‘Yes?’ ‘Morgan can we talk?’ ‘Maybe later.’ ‘Morgan…’ ‘What?’ ‘Please let’s talk.’ I ignore your request to let us talk and lock the door. Getting into the hot shower letting my muscles relax. I feel the shower curtain open and you step in. You are absolutely gorgeous but when I look at you.