By my twenties, my life was awful. I was a shut down, spending my whole days sleeping, playing videogames and watching cartoons. Not just because that...jerk, I was just... felling empty, alone, and out of place.I moved away from my parents when the relationship in my house got kinda awkward. They knew that I was failling in school, tryied to talk and such, but and I dind't wanted to talk about it. I was totally closed in myself and it went worse and worse.I only went for food at night, and I. Suddenly, something clicked in my mind: The Countess’s legendary hunger for men’s “life force,” the placement of the runnels…and strangely, I was excited despite myself.My thoughts were interrupted by the sudden beating of drums. Once again, the large iron door to the chamber opened, and an honor guard of naked, armed women - including the one who’d taken me from my cell - filed in. They drew their swords, holding them aloft. In unison they chanted, “let your staffs rise in honor of the great. " I got lost for a second remembering the feeling of her long thin body on top of mine as I thrust into her in my tent the night before. My initial desire was to tear off her clothes and take her right there, but there seemed to be another agenda in place. "So we thought we would show them where the god resides", Stacy said flashing those gorgeous blue eyes at me. As always the other girls paled in her beauty. Her blonde hair was flowing in the light breeze off of the lake and her legs. So, what am I doing now driving round the M25? Well, we both enjoyed flirting with each other and I know that for Sarah, flirtation and seduction are all part of the journey to her ultimate bliss and total pleasure. So we flirt in the virtual world. Astonishingly, one day I received an IM saying that at last she had been able to discuss with her husband the possibility of a one-off special treat and bring another man into their bed. Having swung briefly in the past, in principle he was ok with.