This was an affront to my maleness. I told my cousin that we should go back and give this nymph a beating. We ran back to the boulder but the nymph ha... disappeared. My cousin and I resumed our journey, speaking in tones of outrage as to what we would do if we ever saw that "faggot" again. A few days later I went back to the boulder by myself, hoping to find the nymph - not to beat him - but to join him. To do what, I didn't know. Perhaps just to frolic naked with him, feeling the warm spring. And it felt like she wasn'tgoing to.Then it came: A wash of amazing energy and such a powerful sensationovercame me. I climaxed, and it was the most beautiful thing that everhappened to me. Alyssa really knew what she was doing. Her touchlightened up greatly. She moved and started lightly kissing my neckagain. She worked her way up my soft face, across my cheek, and her lipsmet mine. God they were warm. I kissed Alyssa more passionately then Iever have in my life.Once the kiss broke, I said,. Morgan followed her taking up my leash, while Jeremy wasbehind me pinching and poking my ass as we walked through the door.We entered a long hallway with several doors on each side. At the farend of the hallway I could see the building open up to a large room thatlooked similar to Mistress Donna's dungeon with plenty of toys for thefetish freaks to play on.We entered one of the doors along the hallway and into a small,brightly-lit room with a large bed in the middle and two chairs off tothe. I lifted the loosely fit midi over the head. She hid her bosom with both of her hands. I untied the knot of the pant and pulled it low. She was in a white bra and pink panty. She pushed me away in shyness.She covered herself till neck with the white comforter blanket. She closed her face with both hands and peeked through the finger gaps. I removed all my pants. I entered inside the blanket by digging my head under the comforter.Inside the blanket, I started kissing through her feet in the.