"I dunno, I guess I just never felt like I had a connection with any other guys. Not that I would turn dick down - what woman could possibly do that? ... I just didn't really feel like seeking it out, as much as I wanted to, even though I knew that the guys would be willing. I mean, I would definitely fuck pretty much any guy if they asked me to," she continued as my eyes widened with surprise at the brazenness of her statement, "but I'm kinda glad they didn't. Yeah, I dunno, it just feels right. Now that he was half drained, he'd take longer. He'd pound her until she was whimpering with exhaustion, and she wanted it! Lying on that table, feeling the rough ropes that held her wrists, she knew that she wanted it that way!For a long moment she stared at a crack that ran the length of the ceiling and realized what was happening to her. She hated Manual. And yet her body cried for him, literally. Already her pussy was weeping its stream of liquid.Manuel stepped up to the end of the table. " as she rolls her eyes.We went to our favorite greasy spoon where we are familiar with the staff and knew some of the other customers. It felt so erotic being out and sitting there talking with people we knew while I was freshly shaved and wearing slutty sissy clothes underneath my boy clothes. My wife made it even more difficult. She was sitting across from me in the booth. She'd bring her leg up and rub it against my legs while we we're talking. There was no way I was going to be able to. He may know ways of tracking someone no matter how far away they get.”“Okay, if that’s the case, then I need to find a place to face him.”“No,” she said. “You may be a House Lord, but you are far from ready for that kind of fight.”I looked at her. “I know what Michael and Greta know. If truth be told, he’s not ready for me.” It was true. When we forged our bonds, I gained experience, both magical and mundane, from both of my House Guardians. At the time, the only benefit they received was.