It seemed to breathe, to talk to him. He ran a finger slowly along the back edge of the knife, caressing it while the knife spoke to him of venomous s...crets. It told him of his power. It explained to him his Purpose. It spoke to him of love and desire. It planned grandiose schemes that promised acceptance and respect that had never been his before the knife. But mostly it commanded. It demanded to be fed, to drink deep of dark sweet blood, to bite of soft flesh, to chew on the richness of life. We were once again on the bed He put my leg on his shoulder and inserted his penis into me.I loosened myself up, I felt pain as he drove into me but eventually became immune to it. As he was comfortably locked in he kissed me and rubbed my penis as I grabbed the hair in his ass with my right hand and his head with my left. I pulled the hair hard as I enjoyed sensation of him cumming in my ass.He fell next to me as under the sheets I put my leg over him and put my head on his chest.I was. We tested out these new 'seatbelts' to see what made them work. They were all lap belts at the time. They snapped together and you could adjust the length of the belt to make it fit on you.Not long after I remember having a recurring dream. A nightmare really. Where we were driving on the Chesapeake Bay Bridge and our car was suddenly sinking in the water. I had the new seatbelt on and it would not snap open no matter how much I tried.I knew it was a dream since the bridge in question was. I invited them in and Bob introduced the other young man with him. He was Bradley his 17 year old apprentice. They pulled out the washing machine and set about sorting out my little problem. I made them a drink and sat on the laundry box and watched two men at work. I had not expected them so early and had not got dressed, I was wearing my short silky dressing gown. Bradley kept looking at me and turning red and then turning away. He did this for quite a while and I could see that he had a.