Nothing wrong with being a little optimistic, you know? One thing my buddy Steeves Volmer, the big-shot and quite legendary ( in his own mind ) bisexu...l black male urban fiction writer, constantly bugs me about is the fact that I prefer white women to black women. Hey, it’s not my fault that most black women are rude, crude, mean and vicious. They got no manners. And they act as if the black male is their property. I am not anybody’s property. I am a man. Thank you very much. This is my story. "Now then, slave, tell your Mistress how much you want her to ram her faux cock into your tight little pussy and your virgin anus! What's the matter, cat got your tongue? Oh, that's right, you can't talk because of that ball gag in your mouth. Well then, I guess I'll just have to show you no mercy." While it may seem that the curse has actually benefitted Dominique instead of causing her pain, remember what it has done to her mind. The once placid, peaceful Dominique has become the cruel,. “Um, yes…I think some of them are funny,” She started, “I just read the one where you say Grace. Did you really do that?”“Hey I’m a Catholic boy, I was taught to say Grace before I eat.” I answered honestly.“A good Catholic boy, huh?” She giggled.“Yes, but of course. Why else would I write so many sex stories?” I added.“So, are you working on a story now?” She inquired.“Ah, yes.” I answered.I explained to her that I was working on a story but I was having trouble finishing it. I was. She bounced on my body shrieking “yes, Yes, Yes!” She writhed against me, using me totally as an object of pleasure, a human dildoe and not as anything human. The duke went to Rose and simply mounted her still secured body, regardless of her clitoral pain or bruising; she again began to shriek, spurring the ducal pair to greater things. The session lasted perhaps another half hour, alternately the duke thrashing his impaled wife, and returning to screw Rose. Finally he released Rose and had.