She kept her head craned back mouth slightly open, her breathing was elevated with her pulse and I felt her jerk from time to time went I circled her ...lit. I wanted to get my hand inside the shorts to get closer to her pussy, to feel the dampness I knew was there. I wanted so very badly to feel her cum, to shake in my arms, to cry out. I felt her, hoping to go further, but she held my hand down. Everytime I tried to move it she pulled it back to her pussy, I thought at first it was because she. .. I just couldn't wait..."I kissed his chest working my way down, I had to make this believable! I heard him gasp realizing what I meant. I reached his pants and quickly unbuttoned them, they dropped to the ground. I pulled his underwear down to his knees and his semi hard cock bobbed up and down in front of me. I grabbed it and looking up at him put it in my mouth. I saw his wide eyes staring at me and then he relaxed, exhaling, closing his eyes and leaning his head back. Success! I did it! I. I walked out into my bedroom, got dressed and started my daily schedule, following the strict instructions I had been given as closely as I could, my only goal in life to live through another day without giving the family any room for annoyance, sadly aware that words would always be used to hurt me but hoping that the sticks and stones could be held off for yet another day. – – – – – A couple of weeks passed by and my inner turmoil began showing on the outside, perhaps not visible to everyone. “Is this enough?” I ask. “Yeah that should be fine. Spread them out over there. Try to make an even layer.” Slak says. His tone is calm but firm. I do as I’m told and step back to watch him work again. The pounding on the anvil is extremely loud in the room but I’m so mesmerized I barely notice. I stand back a little more to give him more room. Slak works like that for a while. What started as a very raw piece of metal slowly takes shape into a sword-like shape. He asks very little of me as he.