He then took me to a new building right next door and introduced me to Bjord, an experienced arrowsmith who was making the bolts for the crossbows. Th... bolts used small, steel, diamond-shaped tips for an arrowhead that would help them penetrate even deeper into whatever they hit.Bjord was working at his own bench, and twenty women were working at benches in the crowded building making both bolts and regular arrows. Khoujo explained that Father liked his new crossbows so much that he planned to. From where I was standing I could see the guy's dick pumping in and out of her. He was up on his hands pumping her hard. I could see her moving her hips in time to his strokes. She was obviously enjoying herself. I was about to start yelling when I noticed that a bunch of my neckties were in the room. Four of them were tied to the bed like they'd were intended to restrain someone. After I saw that I recalled some of what took place the night before. I remembered helping the guys talk my wife. The worst is over. It wasn't bad now, was it?" Bill said softly as he allowed the girl's rectum adjust to the dilation."Nuh... no... ," the teenager whimpered. It didn't hurt at all now, actually, and as she knelt, bowed down before him, she felt humble, her whole being dominated by the big, masterful man.The tiny entrance was clasping his organ in an agoniziing grip as he began to work his way deeper into the hot, narrow tube. A small section of his penis was rubbing in a tight friction, well. I always kind of liked it though I never outwardly admitted so.This past weekend, Mark invited me to his house for a party. The party wasn't much really, just a few people hanging out and drinking and acting stupid. Mary always joked around with me in a sexual manner when she was drinking and tonight was no different except that I didn't think she was really drinking all that much. She did the usual stuff to me like calling me her "boyfriend" and making lewd comments to me. This time she even.