I pulled her waist close to me and my erection brushed against her body. She pushed against my dick, and our bodies met tight. I was really hard, and ...oved my face away to come face to face with her.She looked down, and held my shoulders harder. I knew she felt nervous about the next move, and how it would make her react. I moved my hand on her bare back and placed my lips on hers. She did not move, and our lips pressed against each others. The room felt warmer. We moved apart, she had her eyes. I can no longer worry myself about him. What happened was done and is in the past. We must move on. My relationship with the pirate known as the Red Devil is still something of a mystery to me. He himself cannot explain it. "Opposites attract," he says and shrugs, as though that is explanation enough. I think there must be more to it than that, but I cannot fathom how he makes me feel. With him I am complete, satisfied, whole. When he punishes me it is with love and I feel released and am able. In the quiet, I become aware of my thundering heart. I try to think back to how I got here, but my mind feels fogged. Drugs, I think, but I don’t know where the thought came from. I become aware of the presence of objects attached to me. One is behind my balls, another on my back, and a third and fourth on my thighs. I can’t see them to examine them, nor move to feel them. I puzzle over the presence of them, but I have no memory or experience to draw on.The loud breathing – my loud breathing. When I knocked his door he asked me to wait.After few minutes he opened the door and asked me to get in. I was little confused as to y it took him so long. He told me to sit on the sofa and switched on his laptop. I went near to him and asked will you now answer my questions?He told wait I will. After few minutes he asked me to come sit beside him.I sat close to him and as I was sitting I saw that he started a blue film on this laptop. I was shocked and asked him what was that. He then started.