We both look up and see Bruce who is standing there with a wide grin on his face. I return his smile and say, "Come on in, Bruce!" Bruce's muscular fr...me fills the doorway. "Surprise!" I say. Michael's face is flushed with embarrassment. "Well, hello, Bruce, welcome to our home!" I say. Michael is kneeling, embarrassed, and nervous. "Michael, this is Bruce, Bruce, this is my husband Michael." I continue. My husband looks up at the beautiful stranger. "Um, hi." He says. Bruce comes over to me. Invictus Rex once was a mage of a long-gone precursor universe. While there was that belief held by a handful of Cosmic Elders, that he was a follower of Sateer, and belonged to that ill-fated brotherhood. He never associated with the High Father of the Brotherhood, also known as Saeth.Unseen by anyone, as his face was now hidden beneath the fear-inducing mask helmet of his armor, a cold grin curled his lips. Saeth, was fading away in a desolate and otherwise dark and empty plane. Sitting. "The hairbrush popped off of Greg's right cheek. Almost instantly a red spot appeared. Greg thrust back against each swat; he liked it hard from the start, not a slow buildup. As Jill increased the speed, his rocking motion also let him rub himself against her stocking clad thighs. Greg was careful not to grind into her too much. If it was too pleasurable, he thought, she might not punish him anymore. He smiled at that thought and wondered if she was cruel enough not to spank him. Jill. Suzy's Mistress knew what was going to happen next. She helped the young woman to sit on the table and then sat behind her so that she could support Suzy's shoulders. Miss Lambourne positioned Suzy's feet so that her heels were right up by her bottom. Next, Miss Lambourne placed a cushion on the floor just below where Suzy was perched and, kneeling down, she put her hands around the girl's hips, drew her closer to her, and began to lick.The young woman lay still, utterly subjugated by her.