I teased andtasted every sweet fold as Ella flexed her thighs and belly muscles withdelight, teasing me in turn with occasional sharp strokes with her...shortwhip. I progressed vigorously to her clitoris, which stood firm as mytongue lapped and rasped along its length. I yearned for her next commandas I knew what it would be, and was close to coming despite myconfinement. Ella moaned as I lapped lovingly at her clit."Lick my arse- now!" I slid my face down her moist slit, sniffing firstat her. It was rhythmic sound. There were frantic moans that were deliberately hushed. He slowed down, sensed the direction - and tiptoed. The moans and grunts became louder, but only slightly - and then he found that he was in cluttered storage area filled with earthen amphoras and bronze statues from distant Rome that were gathering dust. All statues were of well endowed men, or of buxom women - in different states of lovemaking. The moans and grunts were coming from an adjacent room. A brick wall. Complete, fulfilled, and happy.Perhaps this had something to do with my less than successful love life on the ground. I'm not unattractive. I'm five foot seven, slim, in quite good shape physically. I have shoulder length auburn hair, deep green eyes and a figure most men find quite attractive. Maybe a little small in the boob department, but not really too small. I've been told my face is quite nice and I have seen a number of men closely watching my long legs and enjoying the view as I walk. However, it did not, within the passing hours, itgot worse as Tanner began feeling heightened pain in various areas of hisbody, those being his chest, hips, face, some internal pain, and mostexcruciatingly, his crotch. The feelings got so intense that Tannereventually passed out for hours, little did he know, this would be thelast time he would ever do so as a guy.Tanner laid there for several hours before waking up. Several momentspassed before Tanner was fully awake, and noticed one of his.