Young good looking guy, brought me to the very nice hotel room, was being nice and kissing me and shoving his tongue down my throat and I could taste ...is warm spit. (which I loved) Before I knew it he grabbed my hair bent me over and started eating out my ass, sliding his tongue from my pussy lips, to my clit and back down to my little ass hole. He told me to lay down on my stomach and spread my arms and legs...I thought OK... next he tied my hands and feet to the bed post and grabbed my waist. " In this void I just floated there curious but a little fearful. Loki? The God? Like the Thor movies? Like Norse Mythology? What an ODD dream to have. But the weirdest part was, I was fully aware. I felt, awake, alive, and yet I knew I was sleeping. The combo caused light fear to well up inside in me. Loki stated "I will give you the ability to grant wishes, both your own or other peoples. You only have to snap your fingers to grant these wishes. You will have no limitations, only your, ahem,. And how much I really want him to fuck me.I pour the boiling water in the mugs, give them a quick stir and turn around. He’s hanging his jacket over a kitchen chair. I sneak a glance at his body totally in awe of what stands before me. His arms, thick like tree trunks, are muscled and tanned. I see a black tattoo just peeping out from underneath his T-shirt sleeve. I swallow. Lick my lips. I’ve always liked men with tatts and muscles. He’s the manifestation of a one true god, I’d love to. The officer moaned, ‘Please help me.’ George helped the officer inside his station. He remembered the training he had received in the Army as a medic. He knew the wound needed attention. ‘Pressure to stop the bleeding,’ he thought. The uniform company had been there the day before and had left clean shop towels. He used those and duct tape to bind the deep cut. ‘Hey, they say duct tape can fix anything,’ he said, trying to make the police officer feel at ease. ‘You need something for pain,’.