Only the rest of my body shakes now. I want so much to scream out, to ruin this all by pleading for it all to end. My hands on the wood, worn smooth ...s leather with age and use, (I feel as though placed in stocks). My buttocks shove themselves backward - I have no method of control, no illusion of resistance. My ankles are now digging their sides into the hard wood underneath the s**ttering of hay. They are planted, firmly, some three feet apart. My ears hear my lips shuddering together,. Then McAllister had broken the geas.Carus had felt it in the instant McAllister gazed upon the pillar hiding the Rod in its depths. Some profound magic expenditure had happened at the time. Carus recently warned Karsu that McAllister was Sorcerer and Mage both, and frighteningly effective at what skills he had. Though McAllister often used his talisman to focus the magery in subtle ways, the freeing of the bonds which Raphael had placed on Carus with the Rod had been anything but subtle.Though. You have a mouthful of cock. Suck it gently. Oh, the exciting taste, the texture, the sponginess of the head, the exquisite slipperiness of that protruding split circle!She found herself bobbing on it with each slow suck.She wondered if she could peel back the foreskin with her teeth.She tongued it out, pressed her teeth to the ring of skin, and with her hands forced the hot meat back into her mouth.Yes! More slippery flesh was exposed to the wash of her tongue. She continued forcing it. The. Swirling my tongue around her perfectly hard nipples. I thought about running my cock between them.... I started to stroke myself with more purpose.... She must have read my thoughts as she then leant over me, her body tantalisingly close to me. She moaned into my ear "don't stop stroking that beautiful cock, oh God, I'm so incredibly wet now." My breath started to sharpen and rasp in my throat. Her skirt was around her waist and she then stood up just out of my reach. I could smell her.