So this is a tale. I wrote in random. I didn't know where it would go.It's not as good as Deborah Ford (goddess). It makes sense now and hasclosure.I ...as uncomfortable with it from the start. (just so you know).slutMadhouse 6Jason waved his massive jewel covered condomed dick before me, his fullhairy balls hanging blue beneath. "Do you want me to fuck you with this,slut?"I couldn't say no, though I knew the pain of deep throating a rhinestoneencrusted condom would leave me bleeding. I couldn't. He locked everyone in place with his mind, but Natalie. “Hello Natalie, by now you can probably tell I am not a normal human being.” Well that’s pretty obvious, Natalie thought.“Yes, yes it is obvious.“How did you know what I was thinking?” She asked.“The same way I know your favorite color is pink, you don’t like to wear shoes, and how you meet a boy named Ethan and fuck his brains out every other day in the janitors closet,” Dakota replied, “I can read,and control your mind, among many other. Apparently he was a serial rapistand those souvenirs were his trophies. Privately the FBI wants nothingto do with him and are happy he's dead. The thought that a rapist hadbeen working for them for years right under their noses was abhorrent.Publicly however they want you prosecuted to the full extent of the lawas an object lesson. Don Wilson's name is now despised by every agent soif you expect any help from any of Don's old friends forget it.You might still be thinking of taking your chances. “How do we start?”“Tell me how to get to your place. My bed is only for my husband.” That’s when I learned about the kissing rule too.Fifteen minutes later I was undressing her as she stood next to my bed. I kissed every interesting tidbit as it was uncovered. When I laid her down and headed towards that dark-furred pleasure place, she commented, “Don’t worry, I showered and cleaned it this morning.” She was delicious and got happily noisy quickly.I took her classic style that first time six.