I was sleeping with Jon. My arm and head where laying on Jon’s chest. My head rose and fell as he slowly breathed. It felt very comfortable there. I...had a hardon. I was horny. I need to pee. I moved Jon’s arm and got up. My head was spinning. I had to stand holding onto the side of the bed for a few seconds. I had to wait till my head quite spinning so much. Then I could walk. I made it to the bathroom, sat on the toilet and peed. No easy task when you have a hard on and your head is spinning.. He worked his jaw together, his blue eyes hard. Anger tensed his muscles. Despite the man being twice my age, he had solid mass. He could inflict damage with a punch. Labor kept him strong.My feet shifted as I relaxed into a fighting stance, my eyes narrowing.He let out a harrumphing grunt. “No, I do not want him returned to life. His creations are not useful to me. But they are remarkable.” He moved from my sister and marched over to Princess Ava. He stopped before her. She swallowed as he. The heels that I wore had a cute little opening to showoff my pretty red toe nails.My wife stopped our car. She left the engine on. We were parked rightunder a residential street lamp. It was about 11 p.m. All was quiet.The street ran for about two blocks, and then it veered off onto anotherstreet. It was early spring, and the weather was mild. She turned to me,looking relaxed in her t shirt, jeans and her sandals. She said "WellPrissy, it is time for your little stroll. You do want to. My body was on fire but all my attention went to the knife at that point. Without warning she ripped the blindfold off and light flooded into my eyes, blinding me. I shook my head trying to make sense of what I was seeing. She was standing in front of me with the top of the blade pressing against my nipple. I looked at my elbow joints where the ropes were and they were burnt with the ropes rubbing as I had thrashed about during the whipping. I smiled slightly. She put the tip of the blade.