The thing seemed to be greeting them.This was where things got a little more abstract, as the runes appeared to record a conversation between the Krel... and the Brokers.“The benefactors sailed from the skies. They had seen the ... purity of the Krell and they ... were envious of your flesh. Do I have that right? What was it that they wanted from you?”Sleethe pushed his fingers into his bicep and rumbled a reply.“Strong.”“They were envious of your strength?”The story was written from a Krell. " Why?" It would be almost the ultimate in control over you for me that youwould submit to a real man and it would be a big turn-on. For yourself,you'd be a woman submitting to a man.I thought about it for a few minutes without saying anything. I'doccasionally wondered what it would be like to take another guys cock inmy mouth but had never done anything about it. I guess I wasn't thatcurious. Maybe as a woman I could satisfy my curiosity if Anita wouldn'tlose her respect for me. I had to ask. Her hands had been tied above her head and anchored to the bed frame. Her pleas for help were muffled by a gag in her mouth, while a blindfold forbade her from being able to see. ‘Hush, my child. Peace be with you,’ Father Sanders said quietly. She felt the bed shift as he settled his weight onto it, sitting on the edge. When he reached out to touch her face, it startled her. ‘This is nothing against you personally, Miss Harper, please understand that.’ Her pulse pounded in her ears as she. I took her panties down and spanked her three or four times. Each one made that sharp ‘whack’ that would have been heard by anyone walking by our door and more than likely by our neighbours. Carol had wheedled a hand between her legs and rubbed herself as I gave her half a dozen more, interspersed with fondling her reddening buttocks and getting my own hand on her pussy, too. She was wet. “What will they be thinking?” she asked between moans and ‘oos’. “ 'Who would have known she was such a.