I was becoming mad with pleasure.I grabbed the girthy cock that was choking me off by the balls and made him back off a little, “Go fuck my cunt, fa...-dick,” I commanded. I turned and looked over my shoulder and up at the huge cunt-ripper in his work, sweat beading on his forehead as he had his way with me, “You, make some room for him by fucking my ass. No way I can handle two of you in one hole!”As they switched, and in a considerate touch timed their repositioning to both enter me at the same. You can find their dead naked bodies along the river if you want to look for them," I said, palming my Glock without making it obvious."You lie," he said, so I shot him.I didn't see any need to wait around for him to gather the nerve to attack. It was plain to me that he was going to sooner or later and we didn't have a lot of time before sunset. Damned if a different fool didn't charge me with a spear before the first one had hit the ground good. What the hell, I shot him too."Were these two. We take a hike on the Palisades, on the west side ofthe Hudson. There are marked wooded trails where NewJersey meets New York that have a magnificent view ofthe Hudson River. The trail is very rough but wellkept. Guard rails provide safety in the most dangerousspots. The Palisades are ice age cliffs three or fourhundred feet above the mile-wide Hudson River, north ofthe George Washington bridge but south of the TappenZee bridge. ***This day we had hiked to a very secluded part of thetrail.. So did I.It was clear I had found what I wanted to do in life – be naked in front of men. Or women. In public. Or anywhere that would allow me to feel this way. I felt a glow of sexual energy I had never experienced before. I felt adored and wanted. I felt special and sexy in a way I never had before. And I felt something else as well.I found myself wanting the guy who had first put money in my bra to take me, fuck me, and tell me what to do. I later learned that this is how submissives feel. I.