I am now in a wonderful relationship with another woman. Her name is Ty and we met online over two years ago and have been going strong ever since. We...are compatible in every way, but the sexual attraction is what blows our relationship out of the water. At the beginning of our relationship it was all about the sex. You can read about some of our sex adventures in previous stories posted. We have now come to a point in our lives where we have learned to balance sex with intimacy, family, and. "Of course it is," I said."Can I touch it?" she asked."You are touching it," I replied."I mean with my hand." Why would you want to do that?" I asked, concerned at her willingness to change the rules so radically."To do this," she said, reaching without official permission.She didn't jack me off. Rather, she simply moved the half covered tip across the skin of her inner breasts, just experimenting to see what that felt like. In the process the pressure of her fingers pulled the tightly. She chain was pulled forward, forcing Tiffany forward into a truly agonizing posture."Enjoying yourself?" asked Erica."Please Mistress, release me," cried Tiffany."It's been some time since you last went riding the horse. Surely you've forgotten that you preferred it to the rack?" No, Mistress," Tiffany tearfully answered, "please don't place me on the rack. It's just too painful to bear." As you can see, I've brought Janet here to show her just what a slave girl must endure."Erica pulled Janet. A black knight.”I roared and lunged forward, anger boiling through me. “I would never serve those monstrous naga.”My leg buckled, collapsed. I spilled to the sand at his feet, my sword falling from my grip. He kicked it away. It skittered across the sand, then he slammed his boot into my breastplate, pinning me to the ground. He appeared, standing in his black armor, a huge grin on his face as he raised his sword for the killing stroke.“No, I guess you never will serve the naga, fallen.