He swallowed hard and watched her touch herself, biting down on his rubber gag. He looked away, his face flushed and swallowed again. His Mistress gr...bbed his jaw, making him look at her. Watch me. Do not make a noise. She instructed, forcing his gaze down. He watched her wrist flex with each push into herself, his member hard and erect. The silver ring under the head of his penis, his identification, shone under the bright lights in the basement. She stopped what she was doing and messed. It's not the beginning of an epic saga or even a sweeping chronicle. No, Most Patient Reader. It will simply be a collection of 5k - 20k word smutty stories that will each have a beginning, middle and end written by yours truly.Think of it as a psychic dumping ground of an over-active imagination that spends far too much time obsessing about everything sex related. Mind controlled sexiness doubly so, I do have a passion for such deliciously dark tales.For instance; should I be watching some. Some time today we were going to have heavy rain. I could feel it in the air, but so far and for the past week it had been fine.Through habit in the morning I always brought my rifle out, gave it a thorough clean, pulled through the barrel and applied a light oiling. It was a ritual that one just carried out unconsciously.After cleaning the rifle I walked over to the van to pick up some victuals that was needed for the day and in case of rain for the next couple of days. I propped my rifle. "OK will you call me Peter then?"Gai sized him up and liked what she saw; he had a kind face and a gentle nature about him. "OK Peter let's talk." Rob has made a damned fool of himself, his mother won't even talk to him and his sisters are just about ready to scratch his eyes out. His football club has dropped him from the team because he isn't concentrating on his game and he just sits moping in his room. Gai, I want you to understand, we don't, by any stretch of the imagination condone what.