. things came easily. It wasn’t awkward like I had expected; rather it seemed that we were totally in tune to each others thoughts. And so the night...went on till finally the bar closed. It was the first time I felt awkward. Do I drop her to her hotel or ask her back to my place? But damn it I wanted her back at my place, in my bed.She solved all my problems by simply saying, “I really don’t feel like going back to the hotel.” Well that was that. We quickly walked back to my place, where after a. “Good, because I have a burning need to broil me some wights!” Nardel laughed as they unleashed the first volley of flaming arrows against the undead invaders.“Same here ... I haven’t forgotten Torrhen Snow, after all! He was my captain, just as I am yours. He will not go unavenged! More volleys, boys! Knock and loose! Knock and loose! Burn those bastards for the sake of our bastard, Torrhen Snow, captain of the watch!” Jallen roared just as the flames spread and devastated the army of wights. Before I even get the whole answer out Mistress pulls hard and the clothes pin fly off me causing pain as they are ripped off me. This brings out a long hard groan around my Bar Gag. The points were the clothes pins once were throb with pain. Then Mistress jerks off my nipple clamp. That is followed by the burning pain of hot wax. It is being poured on my right nipple. Then my left one also. I want to scream out in pain but the gag keeps me from doing so. The pain is exquisite as I revel in the. She informed me that most all of the furniture was hers: the sofa, loveseat, lounge chair, kitchen set, and her bedroom set. Luckily, Tara lived on the first floor; so getting everything into the truck from her front patio door would be easy. Before we hung up, I told her to pack up her clothes, and also to stay put and relax. She informed me that almost all of her clothes were packed, as well as her personal items. At that point I told her I’d call her back. After we hung up, I called a friend.