.“I love you Catherine, I love you Nicky, I love you Jenny, I love...” And as my power intensified, I began to feel the twin rings vibrate and the...ruby in the hilt began to glow as the sword began a long, low moan. And then, ever so slowly, the sword’s story began to unfold in my mind...“I am called Flaminia,” she started, “Named by my maker, after the goddess of the Ciminian Forest. I was commissioned by Thesan, the Great Mother of all the gods, because she feared her husband, Tinia’s. " Ah sorry I am not a fag," I replied and tried to get away. His grip was strong. He said, " get on your fucking knees cunt, or else."I looked at the dirty rough ground, then he grabbed my hoodie and pulled it off to throw it on the ground for my knees when he saw the white lacy bra and white camisole with lace trim. He laugh, " yeah right not a fucking faggot but wearing lingerie like a fucking cunt."I was humiliated and got on my knees to serve his cock, I was beaten, but somehow being caught. Other things were not so carefully mapped out. Emmy asking me out; Jocelyn asking me to make love and her subsequent accident; Becky and everything that had happened with her; meeting Nancy and Angie; changing roommates; all the troubles that Liz had and was having; the problems between my mom and me. None of those had been expected nor did I see how they could have been. In each case, it was simply a matter of taking what life dished out and finding a way through it. And so far, I’d found in. She had been particular careful in her toilet making sure everything was pristine for the project, but her stomach kept churning in anticipation of her face-down performance for the well-endowed young man.The pair of them stood up in the tub and invited Clementine to join them.She quickly shed her clothes including her undies and stood between them like a toy to be used in their spirited coupling. They were both taller than her but Rowdy crouched a little and she felt his manly extension fit.