I still belong to the Armenian Church, and yes, that’s very hard to do as a lesbian. Like all branches of the Abrahamic tree, it’s tough on LGBT f...lks who want to be their true selves while still practicing their faith. I badly need to get pregnant, which is another advantage of being Erin’s slave.“You see, if she orders me to do things, it’s on her, not on me. I don’t have to enjoy them for their own sake. I can draw sexual pleasure from obeying her. So, if she orders me to have sexual. Standing in my living room, however, was another story. After what felt like an hour but was probably only a few seconds, the hand not behind his back moved. He put his finger up to his mouth and made a soft Shh noise. That shocked me out of my stupor. I leapt off of the couch and ran to the other side of the room. I frantically searched the room, looking for something that I could use for a weapon. He was still standing between me and my two means of escape. Seeing that, he started slowly. ?No, no please no you can’t do that to me!??Don’t worry? I said ?you are going to do it to yourself? as I set about giving her another couple of zaps with the cattle prod. ?Beg me to allow you to apply the cream to your cunt?. ?Please sir, please may I be allowed to put the cream onto my?? she hesitated before finishing with ?sex?. ?Cunt, your cunt, in fact your dripping wet cunt! Say it slut? ?Please sir, please may I be allowed to put the cream onto my dripping wet cunt? Another huge blush. He was married, considering his deep aversion to female company and their alien thought patterns that was a miracle. He didn’t love his wife, he didn’t even like her. They married because she fell pregnant, he didn’t even remember that coupling he was so drunk, it was one of the few times in that loveless marriage there had been any physical intimacy, he didn’t miss it. He had walked out on his job yesterday, tired of being underpaid and having to answer to people he despised and considered.