Yet another possible source of the unknown danger looming over the city. Fucking great.Isabella’s hideout was beautiful, and creepy. The underground...cave, the candles, the blatant Victorian clothing, and furnishings Jack was sure he’d seen in Julias’s mansion. It wasn’t like the underground labyrinth of the Elysium Tower, but it was still damn impressive. It’d have taken many years to carve this hole out of the ground, and more besides to do it underneath the old theater.“No no no! Passion, my. The rain was now sheeting down, the temperature had dropped like a stone and it was hell being out on such nights. I had managed to obtain some tarpaulins, and canvas sheeting, as protection for the sentinels, but it was still a cold and wet spell of duty for the men. I was pleased at how well the men had responded to the different weather and duty conditions, as it had been rather soft for them in Laverton but now it was more like soldiering on campaign. Of course many of my men had not yet. She felt herself softening toward him as she met his eyes again. His body was weak, he was tired, she shifted out of Paul?s arms and moved toward him slowly. She saw Kalief?s hand tighten on the leash and realized the guards stood ready. ?I?m sorry Cory,? she whispered as she pressed her cheek against the leather at his cheek. She saw his wrists and thighs had chains constraining his motion as he shifted. She could see the many welts covering and saw he was sweating heavily. Kalief stood. . tasting the precum..."Now, this went on for months and months ... and at the end of each of these "stories" we were role-playing, the "characters" would erupt in mind-shattering orgasms which we would "role-play" to the hilt.Look - I know I was stroking my cock the whole time, and when my "character" would cum, I'd end up shooting a load so hard it would miss my chest and hit me squarely in the face. I'm not kidding! This is how I learned what my own cum tasted like, by accident and from the.