We made love, real love, with a passion and intensity that I had never experienced in all my years married to Scott. For the very first time, I could ...eel that my love was being returned, and that feeling created an upward spiral of emotional involvement. The more that I responded to his love making and passion, the greater was his desire to please me. It was a circle of effects, each one driving the other to higher levels. There were many nights when our lovemaking drained him, literally. They started chasing me and I ran like hell till I tripped over something and hit my head, when I came to I found myself face down on some moss and my hands tied behind me. I could make out the shapes of centaurs, minators and satyrs as they talked about me. “It doesn’t belong here.”, “It has no fur or wings.”, “It covers its body, it is ashamed.”, “We need to get rid of it.” Were some of the statements made by this group.One huge centaur stood in the mist of the group and shouted his auburn. Marks immediately begin to rise. CRACK. Katherine grits her teeth at the second strike. The sting begins to set in. CRACK… CRACK… CRACK. The blows land with rhythmic precision across her bottom. Katherine lets out a cry of pain. But is it just pain? Keswick stands in front of Katherine, watching her expressions with cruel detachment. Her discomfort is obvious as the whipping grows lengthy. Her ankles tense and she rocks forward with each stroke. She grunts as her master strikes her forcefully.. It has been an education for me. It has given me more of an insight about people, sexuality and life in general” he went on. “Sure, some of these experiences were pretty intense and some new to me but I think that I needed this. I really do.”Nothing much more was said for a while and Brett closed his eyes and fell asleep for the next hour or so. Then he sat up and said “Wow! I must have been asleep for a while. Where are we?” “Close on half way mate. Do you want to stop for anything yet?” I.