These officers were all men too old to serve in the normal combat units, but they had enough experience in the War as sergeants to know what to have t...e women do if they were attacked. I really didn’t expect any of the women to be tested by gunfire, but I was confident that they could put up a good fight.We men had assembled in Albany and traveled east by wagon. I was not going to have a fight with a lot of my troops tired out by marching to battle. As usual with our part of Georgia, there were. I loved the feeling of his bare chest against mine, he's so muscular and sexy I just wanted to fuck already. Grabbing me by my thighs again, he pulled my legs around his waist and tugged the waistband of his boxers down. I was so wet already and I could tell he loved it, smiling again and simply said, "Are you sure?" with wide eyes as he pushed his eight inches between my legs. I muttered the word, "Yes," and he slammed into me. At first came slight pain, but then I found great pleasure as he. For some, my desire to hurt them would be a huge turn on, for some it's just the opposite. But regardless of how they may feel or would want to proceed, I have to be comfortable and own my own personal feelings on being a Sadist.Sadist are much like any other group of people, they are diverse in their beliefs and their world views. My thoughts are my own and I don't claim to speak for anyone else. There are many Sadist who don't view themselves as being a nice person. They would actually cringe. Not that Paul was very good at developing any social ties with others. His academic background was apparently of little interest to buyers and other slaves alike.But someone urged him to obey and do whatever chores he was given as good as he could. Because as long as his keepers saw some use for him, that justified the cost of straw and gruel they would keep him around. Useless that weren’t sold even to the Togar for meat, found their way into the gruel.None of the original survivors of the.