It was that she was a hothead with serious issues controlling her rage and other impulses at times. She could be perfectly normal one minute, and then...crazy as fuck the next. I began seriously doubting my decision to take her back in any capacity, let alone sire brats on her.I suppose that what convinced me to lower my guard was three things. The first was that Jill started seeing a therapist and taking some kind of medication. I naturally hoped that her getting that kind of help would make it. They had smoked fish for their trek inland and each night Taima had set snares for small creatures along the faint runs and game trails. The mountain called, and they went as quickly as prudence would allow.The terrain rolled gently and the trees were thinning. Grasses, as high as their thighs in some places, began to dominate the landscape. Flocks of ground dwelling birds flew from their hidden nests when Taima and Manahay drew too close. Once in a while, Taima would chance an arrow if the. As soon as he heard her he crawled up onto the bed with obvious enthusiasm and stood next to her on all fours waiting for further instructions. She looked at him and smiled as her hand ran over his hair, causing him to sigh delightedly. He loved his Mistress and being touched by her in that way always made him melt. She ran her hand further down his back, patting gently and feeling the scratches and bruises that her nails had left the night before. He moaned and arched his back at her soft. A series of coincidences, they took me to an Internet page: ******, and that's where it all started.That page, little by little, was turning into opium for me. He could not spend a single day without going in and seeing his photographs, his videos, the threads and opinions of his members. As a spy, camouflaged in my anonymity, greedily assumed all the concepts, all the little mysteries of that world that ever fascinated me more.Thanks to a particularly interesting intervention, I met a master..