He furrowed his brow in worry, nervous about his Mistress's plans. She sensed his discomfort and left it alone. Walking to a shelf near by, she grabbe... a handful of wooden clothes pins, shifting them in her grip. His eyes followed her, waiting for her commands. She clamped each nipple in a pin, watching in satisfation as he winced, a blush spreading across his face. A low groan escaped his parted lips as the pain washed over him. She set the other pins down and twisted at the ones he had on. He. Her body was one out of their wildest dreams andfantasies, built as only imagination could create. The woman that Bennorhad become smiled suggestively at them all and asked, "How may I serveyou?" She radiated an overpowering sexuality that made them all want tohave her.Silwa stood up abruptly. "This is not what I bargained for. She is amindless sex-slave. I will not take a chance on becoming that. I'm outof this game." He pushed his chair to the table and turned to walk away.He instantly began. She probably had been one as a kid, for that matter. Anything dad could shoot, she would swallow.The dad grunted deep each time he fired a mouthful. He must have been saving his load for quite some time, and the girl who looked like Rikku had made her own father come harder than anyone ever and swallowed his balls empty. I very well knew that warm feeling which overcame you after you had shot absolutely everything you had and all you could do was sigh. I had experienced the same with mom. "Mira explains, "Yes Ira, Alexi has taken the burden upon himself to correct our misuse of euphemisms."Linus tries to return to the story, "Okay you gave them a shellacking, but I want to know where the hell the damn..." Sharik growls and Linus corrects, "I'd like to know where Sharik came from?"Ira replies, "That is the sixty-four dollar question and one which I have no hope of ever answering. Perhaps it was God or perhaps it was fate but I owe my life to Sharik."Alexi corrects, "My sister.