“Is this a test of some kind?” his student asked with a small voice. “Not at all, I’d say it’s more of a…challenge,” Alistair replied. �...�She hasn’t been in the pit for long, just a few years. But, like I said, she won’t even scream or plead for mercy, she did at first, but now she’s gone so quiet, too quiet actually…let’s see what you can do about that.” “Thank you, master,” was all Dean managed to say before he realized Alistair had left the torture chamber. The next morning, Dean was ready to. Once again he gave me an enormous hug where his shoulders felt like they engulfed my entire body. But this hug was different, his hands went from the small of my back down to my chunky ass. We kissed as his strong hands groped each cheek and palmed them like basketballs. As he tonged me I also felt his bulge inflate. After we broke our kiss I gave a playful “Whew” and laughingly fanned my face. I loved the sparkle of his green eyes looking me over again. “Wow, you look stunning”, I think this. But after a minute, I heard her heels clicking and coming back… “Stand up, lover… and follow me…” She whispered in a soft voice. She went up to the main bedroom and I followed her, watching her hips swaying as she climbed the stairs. Her nice round ass moving made my dick get hard. As we entered our bedroom, she barked at me:“Now strip off; you asshole! …” Anita stood up straight with her hands on her hips and looking at me as I pulled down my trousers and lifted my shirt. Then she smiled. This is what I had sensed was being withheld. But I didn't understand why. For indeed, I did have a connection with each of the girls that transcended mere lust, or casual love. I was connected to each of them in a special way. A deeply emotional way. We shared a connection of our souls!"Your connection on this complex and powerful level is beyond our understanding," Narvenia explained. "And while we have studied the phenomena, we have not reached any conclusions. Except that we have noticed.