I will tell you something I learned long ago, when I was your age, and later again in the Navy, and that’s if you have to put somebody down, put him...down hard and fast and permanent. Let me know what happens.” I nodded and we broke apart.A week later, after his detention was up, Jerry was back in my face, and actually tried to grab me and push me into the lockers. Like I said, Jerry was a moron anywhere other than the lacrosse field. I noticed a teacher standing behind him, and as soon as Jerry. “Please,” I beg, breathless and needy. “Please fuck me!”You take my cum stained hair in hand and yank my head back so I can stare up at you with lust glazed eyes.“Please what?”“Please fuck me, Master!” I gasp. Your hand goes to the rope attached to my neck and you yank on it. I choke lightly. “Please!” I beg again, my voice strained.“Good girl,” you coo again, releasing the rope. You move behind me and spread my legs painfully wide. I cry out as the muscles scream at me with strain. You stroke. "I said, "But we have rituals. The marriage ceremony for instance."Sarah said, "All invented by humans during the Witch wars of the Dark Ages. That's also why we know more about the rituals than do the human mages. Since we can't invent or reinvent the rituals, we're much more protective of the rituals we've got." Aunt Sarah, I've heard you mention the Witch wars, the Mage wars to the sorceresses, before, but you've never gone into much detail about it. What happened then?"Aunt Sarah sighed.. I marveled at his perfection, the long, strong limbs and the contoured chest with just enough hair on it to intrigue me, the flat stomach that I knew I’d love to caress. My heart raced faster as I thought what that body of his could do to mine. My breath quickened. Mark motioned for me to stay where I was as he moved into the bedroom to get a couple things and returned with them in his hands. I peered into his palms to see strips of black silk there and inquired what use he planned for them..