The sensation in my ass instantly holds off my orgasm.You grab my hair, and push my head to face the mirror. I look up and you're grinning, loving th... control you have.'I want you to cum now slut''I can't master!''CUM NOW SLUT!''Master, I can't.'You spank me again, and briefly lean down and bite my nipples.'I can't cum with that in my ass master!'You smile wider. 'Well, we'lll see about that'You start thrusting the dildo into my ass, still holding me up to face the mirror.You notice I'm not. Colours take on an unnatural heightened radiance, and I become hyper-aware of my body. I have a yearning to reach that point. You are the only one who has ever sent me there. The only one I would trust to know how to reach it. And I am close. ‘Three.’ Time becomes fluid. I moan. I’m entering the flow state. You’re administering the perfect drug to me. Soma. Lotus. You’re my personal pharmacologist. Every single psychoactive molecule you create for me is targeted precisely at a specific pleasure. I set all of us to making bricks. Now, brick making is simple enough when you have a decent supply of good clay. All you do is make up some basic wooden molds, screen and clean the clay, mix it up well, put it in the molds, let it dry for a couple of days, flip it over, let it dry again, paint it with an iron oxide wash, and then fire it in the kiln. The work is hot and dry work, it's fairly intense physical labor, at least mixing the clay is, but it's slow and steady work. When I made up the. When we were at home, I would encourage him as we would both walk around in just our matching panties. One evening I had a couple of girlfriends over and we all asked him to model for us. Initially he was adamant that he wouldn't. But after a few drinks and the girls rubbing up against him, he eventually succumbed. We spent the evening, all of us trying on lacey undergarments...Jim included – until we girls began an evening of lovemaking that ended with Jim jacking off on our spent.