But until you get behind closed doors with a person, who can tell about anyone? Sometimes that doubt nagged at me. Then I'd tell myself, He's gorgeous... He wants you. He's even paying you, for fuck's sake - stop it! And then I'd replace those thoughts with erotic ones, me and him locked in an embrace, his tongue deep in my mouth while he slid his hands down my body, one hand sliding up between my thighs to take away that aching that was so bad it was hurting me. I laid on my back alone in the. " Where is it best to push the needle in?" he asked."Any fatty tissue will do but the buttocks are best, if you can manage it." Thank you, Carol. I'll take the box now."Shrugging my shoulders, I handed over his prize to him. "Okay, Carol, you can go now."This dismissal by Haga caught me by surprise as I had fully expected that he would demand that I fulfil his second desire, to have sex with him and, if he had, I would have been forced to comply for while he still had those photographs on me. Clothes next. Those shiny stockings with a red garter for a splash of colour. Her black skimpy panties out of which her fat clitty pokes and hardens a bit too quickly as she gets into her girdle and tightens up. Next, back to that naughty clitty. A pink, chastity cage covers that; and a hair band around her swollen love eggs take care of them so that they swell up into a single, swollen lump that she hides as she tucks herself away and struts a little before slipping into her heels and letting. Then she wiped off the blood and offered it back to him, hilt first. As he took it, the blade changed, becoming bright and clean. A mortal man had stolen his blade, diminishing his power. This woman had, unknowing, restored him. The exhaustion and pain finally caught up with her. She collapsed without a sound. He sheathed his sword and gently lifted her in his arms. A black mist swirled in the temple. When it cleared, only the bodies remained. He laid her on soft black and red cushions and.