I would have to talk to Mr. Jackson about our problem. I was on my way to find Mr. Jackson when I was stopped by a messenger from the Colonel. The wom...n had arrived at the fort, and he would like for Running Fox and me to come out there for a discussion at our earliest convenience. The messenger looked kind of antsy, so I found Running Fox, and we went to see the Colonel.We were both ushered into Susan's bedroom which was now her sickroom. Susan gushed her thanks to us for her rescue. Her. My dick is starting to wake up. We are trying to review but it's clear in my head she isn't. Next thing I know she drops her pen in between my legs. I immediately go to reach for it and she pushes me back in the chair and gets down on her knees. She gets the pen and puts it in her pocket. Her Hands grab onto each of my ankles and slowly she starts rubbing my calf and working her way up. She gets to my inner thighs and by this point my boner is completely evident. She spreads my legs, unties my. I still don't like pain, Mike! You taught me what sex with men is like. You showed me the pleasure of wearing Leather clothing. I like you as a friend and even see you as a mentor.", I said to Mike. "But Mike... that whole slaves - master stuff, is still not for me. I love to fuck, I even like to get fucked by you. And that can be pretty rough as well. But I still don't like to be tied down, hit or abused. Not even by you! Sorry, that's just not for me. And to be honest,... Mikael,... I still. Then its settled, Hold on I said but he kept on going. He opened our bedroom door and slipped inside before I could stop him. He then crawled into bed next to her. She had not moved since I had last seen her, however he had covered herself again. He motioned for me to come in and have a seat in the chair by the window. This seat was by the foot of the bed and afforded me a excellent voyeur spot. I sat down as he turn the light on the clock radio from dim to bright. It took about a minute for my.