Adam could tell when God was awee bit angry by the darkening skies and the rumble of distant thundersin the rolling clouds."Well, you did say that you...made me in your image. So maybe, just maybe,my pettiness comes from..." said Adam, his voice a little bit squeakyout of fear, but ultimately defiant nevertheless."Enough!" roared God, and a single shaft of white light from the heavenssmote the earth right where Adam was standing, and burned him to a crisp."Guess I will call that lightning," said. ” The brows continued to de-furrow. “And no, I didn't travel back here to be a voyeur.” The brows slightly re-furrowed. “I travelled back here to fuck you.” The brows spontaneously ceased anything resembling furrowing. Past Clara's mouth began its best impersonation of a fish and future Clara couldn't stop one last quick chuckle escaping her own. They both jumped back a minute or so again as the silence thickened and their eyes kept steady with the others. “Yes.” Past Clara mumbled. The time after that she locked the collar on and added a tag saying "Property of...". It's only come off when I've had to wear a tie since then. "Mistress, I don't think I can take this any longer! I'm going mad, I'm so frustrated, I mean sometimes it's just so intense and fantastic and exciting, but then I start to get excited and I can't get hard and it gets frustrating again. I love you and I love being dominated by you and I love feeling trapped and I even love the frustration but I'm not. "Becky slid her pants and underwear off completely and looked deeply into Michael's eyes. "Are you, uh, thinking what I am?" "I think I am," He said, then kissed her passionately. Becky rubbed his chest as she kissed him back and swiftly undid the buttons to his shirt after sliding his jacket off. She was pushed up against the wall and Michael cupped her crotch, applying slight pressure which made her moan. He then reached behind and squeezed her ass causing her to grip a bit to his arms..