I could feel the weltsraising on my tender cheeks as he worked me over.The next one stepped in, and then the one after that.I lost count of the number...of strokes, as I sobbed inpain into the bedspread. I felt the blood began todrip down my ass crease, as the tender flesh was cutin multiple spots.Finally the beating stopped. 'I don't think you'lldisappoint me again, will you Michelle?' asked Julie.All I could do was shake my head. 'Then you're readyfor your next challenge. This time, I'll be. Just tell them it's from me and that I'll collect later."Tory headed into the shop he was directed to and was amazed at the sight. It was a veritable assembly line with two workers finishing the shafts, two workers attaching metal tips to make them arrows, while two others attached the feather fletches on the back. The master of the shop glanced up from looking over the shoulder of one of his workers, when Tory entered."Ah, you are from Collier Pavel, I presume," the man broached.Tory nodded.. It was the least I could do." Jack puffed out his chest as best he could."The bosom-less ones could have mortally wounded me, killed me even had you not stopped by! That was truly heroic of you! I cannot stay, but I musn't leave without rewarding you." She sauntered closer to him, and Jack became painfully aware of another rationale for the Pixies' appearance. The fairy races were in decline, dying out before they reached Earth. Their only hope was to mate with mortal men, bearing children that. He came in and ambled over to the bar, where he sat and propped his feet up, lounging back in his chair. He poured himself a drink and watched what was going on around him. She’d noticed him immediately, had noticed his self-confidence, his composure, his ease. He was dominant, a dom, a top. She was sure of that, as she cyber-strolled over next to him. ‘Is there room for me here?’ she asked, and sat down with her own drink in hand. From that easy meeting the relationship grew. They just seemed.