One Sunday morning he invited me for the breakfast. I visited him and had my breakfast with him. Then he told me to sit on the couch and watch televis...on while he prepares tea for me. I was watching TV when suddenly he stood in front of me. Before i could understand anything he grabbed my hair and pulled me towards him and kissed me.I tried to get back but he held me tight and made me sit on my knees. He told me not to try to move or do anything of that sort. Then he took his pants down and. Since that night she has been lapping up FemDom videos, reverse gangbangs, denial, CBT and on and on. And guess who is on the receiving end of this pleasure? Moi. I built restraints in our bedroom; guess who is trussed up and used most often? Ik! Guess which one of us wants to book a hotel and set up a studio for a weekend of sex? That is right; it is not me. Don’t even get e started on The Gates of Hell she wants. Cthulhu truly has risen and is set upon the decimation of my manhood.I guess. And promise.Just outside the star system's perimeter a displacement of space and reality bent and coiled, swirling into itself like a funnel before a tiny object was spat out, the aperture closing behind it without a sound or trace. A vessel drifted slowly towards the orange gas giant, the furthest from the two stars at the centre. Its design was simple yet elegant; a column of metal nearly a mile in length floated to its destination thanks to the mass of engines at its stern, dozens of. She hit me once in the jaw and I was in the dirt again.She was standing over me again only looking at me with concern this time. I was still seeing stars as I went to sit up some.“What did you hit me with? A brick?” I asked her.“No, it might have felt like a brick, but it was just my fist ... With a little bit of human magic mixed in.” She said to me.I looked at her with a look of disbelief. “Ok, I believe you when you say that you can defend yourself,” I said to her. “I would love for you to.