Not demanding, and very accommodating, she had come to enjoy watching him stoke his long fat dick while she massaged and penetrated her pussy with her...pink vibrator. With Jim it was always an intense situation where her role as the sub drew many lines for her to follow. When she was good, which she normally was, the reward was pure bliss. When she failed the mark of his disappointment on his face always muted her enjoyment. With Frank it was an easy fuck and go.Pulling off her skirt she typed. "Princess Lasahn is not married, she has no Love ring," Blaster said, curtly. The old man ignored him, smiling as I poured him his wine."Please, go on," I said."Everybody thinks Love rings are so blessed magic," he took another big gulp of wine. At his rate of consumption, either we will run out or he will pass out soon. "Makes me think no one knows anything about the nature of magic anymore." Tell me about Love rings," I prompted, "This is really very important." I know that," the old mage. Testing the tape that bound my wrists behind me, I found it secure though there was a hint of stretch when I pulled at it gently. An escape may be possible, though without my car keys or clothes I’d end up running naked through the woods. Perhaps there was an old pair of heavy coveralls in the bedroom closet that I could pull on. Being that this was the hunting lodge they would most likely be camouflage, which could be handy. There may also be a pair of heavy shit kicker boots. The elderly. I headed down to Kurt, the wood worker, to pick up my new house sign. The next question was where to put it up, for the time being I would leave it on the counter as a conversation piece.I had plenty of time left. It was time that I took care of other things that had been on the back burner too long. I needed to get a sidearm of my own; I had kept Jason's long enough. Not only that, I missed the shooting range. I enjoyed the challenge that being proficient presented. Now that I had a permanent.