‘Since you’re Ben’s host, you get to go first. Okay?’ Karen nodded. She couldn’t speak. Taggart and the rest sat in the chairs beside Ben, a...d just like that, Karen was on display. ‘Are you ready for Act One?’ Taggart asked. Karen nodded silently. ‘You need to say it,’ Taggart said harshly, more harshly than he had sounded all evening. Karen swallowed. ‘I’m ready for Act One.’ ‘Act One,’ Taggart said. ‘Take off all your clothes.’ Any illusions Ben had about what was about to happen vanished. My pants dropped, surprisingly. Mark was too rude at this. He told me to cooperate by taking off every piece of cloth myself, but the white panty. He said: "You know, nice and easy. Be the good girl here, obedient." He also warned: "Don't you dare to disapprove or I'll be a demanding person by lashing that little asshole until it got reddish" His words turned me on. Oh, my God, I had been longing this fantasy ever! And I was about to become his favorite bitch, standing there, wearing. Besides his easy out-going personality, Taylor’s most distinctive feature was a full, almost black beard which he kept closely trimmed. I was envious. I inherited my red hair from my grandfather. None of the other family members has red hair, only me.Taylor had worked for years in a plumbing warehouse before becoming a professional plumber. He was strong, but not muscular. Years of junk food and beer had taken their toll. He wasn’t fat by any means, but didn’t have the body he’d had at one. ‘All-father, my wife…’ ‘Has proven herself most valiantly on the battlefield this day and has been selected to join the ranks of Freya’s Valkyrie’ ‘No! I avenged her death and followed her across the rainbow bridge in like valor, she must be mine in Valhalla as she was in Midgard. By right or by steel I must have her.’ The passion in his heart outweighed any reverence or caution as he pressed forward with his hand fast apon the handle of his sword. Odin’s grip on his fabled spear tightened and.