I have to admit, I did get a bit gooey when she told me and I got even wetter when I wrote it up. So, with the impetus on my side, I phoned Emma a cou...le of days later to see if the story ended there or not. “Hi Emms it’s me.” “Hi Danny, how are you?” “I’m all good thank you. I so loved that story, Emma.” “Actually, I half expected you to be in touch.” “You did?” “Yes. You’re wondering if me and Mr Longman got it on again, aren’t you?” “Well, actually - yes!” Emma giggled down the phone. “So. ”“But Tyr, it is only an object, just a sword. How can it have a will and try to make me do things?”The sword on the ground changed its shape and form right there. It grew longer and turned into a strangely shaped two hander. It was still a sword, but it had an odd almost talon shaped cross guard; unlike the Great War swords I had seen in the weapon chamber of our burg, it had no false edge, but a long grip. There was a skull like symbol on the blade just above the hilt and a similar shaped. "Move lower," scolded Ginny. Harry kept moving lower until Ginny told him to stop. His face was now positioned between Hermione's thighs and his legs went between Ron's legs. Ginny finally took her place on the ground with her pussy in front of Hermione's mouth."Here are the rules. If you break them, there will be a huge punishment. Ron, you cannot move your legs. That includes bending them. Harry, you cannot move your arms. That includes not moving your body in any way that moves your. The realization that she was basically no more than his human sex slave robbed her of her reduced level of self-esteem and she accepted her fate with typical silence except when he was humping her. At those times she was glad the kennels and lab had sound proof rooms because she was forced to yell and shout out her happiness throughout her shameful humiliation under the weight of the huge dog.Thankfully, her best friend’s daughter was due to arrive this weekend and she hoped the girl might give.