"If I haven't beenthinking about you, then why would I have had this?"Hillary shrugged, not used to this kind of flattery. "You could have hadit for s...meone else entirely," she said softly.He turned her to face him and set down his glass so he could hold herproperly as he kissed her. "Not for someone else, Hillary. Only for you."He gently tugged on her shirt, pulling it out from where it was tucked intoher skirt, reaching up under it so he touched the bare skin of her back.His lips moved over. Some twelve months earlier, Jill had presented me with a ‘gift’. She had researched and purchased a chastity device for me. For those familiar with these contraptions, mine is the clear plastic variety and coded brashly ‘S’ for small. She insisted that I wore my ‘cage’ whenever she met her men, for however long she stayed with them. Tonight was no exception and I became aware of it’s discomfort, as the groans from the next room began to build once again, though this time they were interlaced. Her mind was racing, what was she doing, she should throw these two out of here but she had rather enjoyed the hand spanking earlier and she was curious about this tawse. Twelve couldn’t be that bad. And she felt that she could handle a good fuck now.“All right Sandy, raise your dress and lower your panties.” Anthony said.She reached behind her and lifted the full skirt up, it came easily then hooking her thumbs in the waistband pulled her panties down. This time they fell all the way to the. In the main hall ofFortress Arkan, Evil, in the guise of Syldav the Sorcerer, met Good, in theform of mild-mannered Noam, part-time bookstore clerk and full-time historystudent. Noam had so far defeated the Sorcerer's every spell; but now theywere face to face. Now the evil Mage raised his Wand of Power, with which hehoped to atomize this impudent intruder. The next few moments would spell victoryfor one, destruction for the other. Huddling against one wall were the Sorcerer's fivebuxom.