The challenger had their face hidden in the shadow of their hood, and they wore a plain black robe allowing no one much insight into who they were. At...their waist was a single sword on a belt not too different from the one that James now wore.Standing opposed to the challenger was Goliath donning blood red leather armour and wearing a horned helmet made of bone. Held in a single hand by his side was a massive War Hammer that was the length of his body. The hammers head was the size of a. She knows me and trusts me but I always make sure the fear that she desires is close enough to the surface to appear sufficiently real that the game is worth playing. That is my part of the deal; to make her imprisonment as real to her as I possibly could.The next rope goes around her elbows drawing them together and forcing her shoulders and upper arms against the chair's back. She fidgeted as the ropes were applied. Her breathing was already ragged and her eyes distant as the scene unfolded.. I know, I know, dearreader, you can almost taste the anticipation. I want you to enjoy thisjournal like I enjoy experiences in the 'rocking' chair. Don't gobble itup, savor it. At this point, all my energy was going into trying to both stand up andkeep from shitting at the same time. I don't know what flashed across mymind as I stood there against the edge of the chair, but whatever it wasdecided it was better to sit than strain and ...you get the picture. Already I didn't know how long. She helped me slip off my top and bottom. Being naked with her was so erotic. She told me she had a surprise for me that I would love. I said “go, man, go.” She slipped down between my legs and spread them apart. I knew what to expect from my romp with my cousin, but it was so much better with her. She knew just where to touch and stroke me to get the best results. I moaned so loudly she shushed me. But she clearly had much more experience than my cousin. She fingered, licked, and sucked.