He walked slightly to one side and looked out of the shower block at the open end. As he came towards me he opened his hands with some soap, " may I" ...e said and began to wash my shoulders and back. I was still for a time thinking what the hell is going on, but I didn't stop him. My parents and family were not affectionate people, for someone, and another man to touch me was amazing, and confirmed that I didn't need to live with the guilt I'd been carrying about liking men. "Wash me too please. I’m grateful to be in the lifestyle with the man I love. However I don’t like the rules we have and while I obey them, as many of my readers know, I'm not the most faithful of spouses. I was dressed in very sexy clothes for the party. When we arrived, we met a few people we knew. We played with them but it was not really all that special. However, when we went back to the general area, we met Scott and Judy. We had seen them on the swinger web site. We knew they were very popular since we saw. “He did this to you.” Not a question. Stark gazed defeatedly down at the three dark red spiderlike lines tracing down Dante’s left cheek from the bottom of his eye like extended eyelashes. Or cat scratches.“He cut me with a knife and rubbed in a red dye so the colour wouldn’t fade. He said it was make me see that I was only his. He said he could… do more.” Dante was choking on his own words, shaking. His eye was red and irritated where the knife had nicked his lashline. Or was that the start of. Although she still couldn't vocalize, the gargoyle somehow coaxed small sounds from her anyway as each repeated impact against her forced her diaphragm upwards and expelled a small amount of her breath.Adriana was completely and utterly helpless. She had never expected restraint, magical or otherwise, to feel so good. And when she finally decided to stop trying to struggle and accept her fate, that turned out to be the last key piece her brain needed to fully give in to the pleasure. The rhythm.