”“That was fun,” Nicole said with a strange, silly smile.“Do you think you can make it to Mistress Joan’s house?” Annabelle asked. “It�...s a couple more miles down the road.”“I’m up for anything now,” Nicole answered. Then she neighed loudly three times and stomped her foot with each neigh.Annabelle looked at her and shook her head. “You are kinkier than me... or any of my friends,” she said almost laughing. “I think we are made for each other.”Annabelle carefully checked Nicole’s arms and legs. She has always had a fantasy about non-consensual sex activity and being taken by surprise. This area of fantasy has led us to some very hot and erotic role play in the bedroom. This story also has been a huge turn on for her along with others I have written for her. We enjoy other stories on this site and she has prompted me to post this story in hopes that others with similar fantasies will also enjoy it. We are also engaged in the swing lifestyle and have acted this type fantasy out with. She didn’t respond and he continued, ‘I hope I didn’t scare you away.’ He looked so earnest. His eyebrows were raised a little and his forehead wrinkled. She got the feeling the kiss they’d shared had meant as much to him as it did to her. She and Paul were friends. It had started as a mentor-mentee relationship, but blossomed into a proper friendship. They often ate lunch together or stayed a little later after their shifts in order to grab a cup of coffee together and catch up. They talked. Maybe they'd keep going after other brothers or sisters until they ran out of siblings to placate their hateful revenge."Plus, there's one more thing I haven't mentioned." What's that," they all asked in unison.Then, even more softly I admitted, "My middle name is Parker."I'm a direct descendent of Mary Parker."Half of my friends exclaimed, "Wow!" The others incredulously uttered, "No WAY!!!" Why didn't you tell us before?" Tom asked."I didn't figure it out until a few seconds ago. I put it all.