“Yes Mistress Keri, When I dress up as Missy I like to get fucked in the ass.” I replied sheepishly.“Well tonight you are going to use your cock...to please me and no excuses! I want you on the spanking horse now!” Mistress Keri demanded.I got onto the horse with my legs spread apart. She clamped my ankles into the restraints near the floor and then used a type of wrist restraint that clamped my hands together about 2 feet away from my neck in front of me. She grabbed me by my hair and told me to. She held for him an allure such as he had never known. He didn’t know what it was, he couldn’t put his finger on it, but she was the pinnacle of sensuality. He loved to watch her move, to see her smile, to just be near her. Apologize? Hell no, he wouldn’t. When they pulled into the drive Alan said, ‘I meant it when I told you ‘thank you’. It was a wonderful afternoon, one I won’t ever forget.’ Becky looked at him and replied, ‘I meant it, too. You don’t know how I’ve hungered for you since I. It all seemed like a million years ago now. His deception about his truck breaking down and him cutting the line to her phone. Better to just forget it all happened. He really felt ashamed.Tonight was a new beginning for him, and for her too, he thought. They were in love, two dark lonely souls, alone together in the world needing each other. Feeding off each other for their own sustenance. It just felt right to him, him being with her, holding her small hand in his. He had never felt this. It is the middle of spring, you are riding Eglantine, your mare, on the road to Eryn's Brook, the town nearest to Whitedove Manor. You left your home of fifteen years this morning, after your Mistress bid you farewell warmly and offered you a few magical trinkets.In addition to your Wizard's Staff, a three foot long rune-carved rod of a material that feels like wood but tougher than the toughest steel, can channel magical energy to reinforce your spells or extend to nearly seven feet, you.