Men know and fear its power. It is a drug which can become a habit, a drug that can make a man a slave to the woman who gives it to him. But when a fe...ale of my kind offers a dose to a man, he cannot help taking it. You cannot help taking it. You will let me give it to you." She began stroking his penis again, with one hand, while she caressed his face, his shoulders and chest with the other. "Men let us drug them because you enjoy too much the way we administer it." She smiled. I was shocked to hear that. All elders happily agreed and asked my consent. I couldn’t talk in front of all but just nodded my head giving my approval. I was happy and excited to spend 2 more nights with my young and new husband. Then my ex-husband said that the honeymoon is arranged in Shimla and he said that the package is for 7 nights and 8 days.. My nephew thanked him a lot for the honeymoon package.. I also felt very happy but couldn’t express.. My ex-husband was supposed to leave the same. He heard snickers behind him, whenever he would feel an attack on his skin or swish of air near his body he would adopt a defensive posture, but as he stood on the ground with his arms raised and poised to deflect any incoming frontal attack people would snicker. He was ALMOST sure that the enemy was somewhere in front of him. Prepared like a boxer waiting for the attack to begin. Protecting his head and face. He was almost sure nothing could get through.SLAMHe felt something hard breaking. However, as I look at my limp cock hanging down, I must not be that conservative because I do have hair over most of my body except for around my long member. Shaven. “Okay,” I think. “Naked in an empty room. Must have been one hell of a party.” “Hello,” I cry out as I walk around the room. I knock on the walls trying to find something that resemble a door. I can not find anything so I sit down on the cold floor. Questions occupy my mind but they quickly dissipate as I hear the sound of a.