It reminded me of watching waves breaking on the shore. Lots of little breakers, the occasional bigger wave, and then every few minutes a much, much b...gger wave, so big you can see it coming in the distance. That’s how the series of orgasms Jill surfed seemed to me as I stood outside that locked bedroom door, helplessly listening to my wife being taken and sexed by a man we’d hardly known a week. A man blessed with a bigger cock than any of Jill’s previous lovers and a man who was making her. I didn't think I'd ever seen Aedan blush so red. I refused to budge from Alistair's lap, sitting with my back to his chest, his arms around me, and his chin on my shoulder. Periodically he would turn and kiss me on my cheek or whisper something in my ear, and that kept me so distracted I barely noticed any teasing that came our way. At bedtime, he walked me to my tent again, and it was less awkward this time; he kissed me deeply, leaving me breathless yet again. As I lay in my bedroll,. This was not unusual and she was tying me so that I would remain in a standing position with my legs closed and my hands tied behind my back. Next she attached clover clamps to my nipples with a chain and tied my balls tight. Next she attached hooks to the rope, I suspected to hang weights off of. Normally this is when Goddess hangs weights on my nipples and balls, but apparently there was an additional step this time. Goddess strung Christmas lights around my body and at parts tied it and. Back to his Slayer and the duties they still expected him to perform. But he couldn’t complain about that. He was thankful to be home. He wasn’t going to tell the others what had happened in England. He was still a bit banged up, one particularly glaring cut across his temple still healing after his last confrontation with Rayne. He’d come up with some excuse. He didn’t tell them which plane he would be on, only that he was coming home within the week, so he didn’t think anyone would be waiting.