Sometimes, Tecmessa forgot how brutal men could be. They seemed to be made for violence and conquest. It came natural to them. The young Scythe dishon...red her by not giving her a warrior’s death but capturing her and bringing her back into his camp. He would be her master. Tecmessa was filled with rage. She did not want to be owned by any man. She wanted to kill the arrogant son of a bitch and return to her people. Sadly, it was not to be. The handsome young Scythe brought her back to his camp.. It’s been a lot of fun, but I’m not making it a “lifestyle”, although we do have some “extended” sessions, which I’ll detail later in this post. Its something we do for fun in the bedroom (well, not always in the bedroom). We still have frequent “vanilla” sex, he’s actually quite good at it. :) That being said, I’m not here to pass judgement on anyone else, or pretend to be an expert on the subject of BDSM. My current BF is the only person I’ve played with like this, but we’ve learned a lot. But then again, he’s always really nice to all the teenage girls. He basically sweet-talked her into bed. He’d done it before; a lot. Most of my friends. Well, they aren’t friends anymore. I quit bringing girls home from school because my dad just saw them as targets. And he was a marksman. My dad has a serious thing for teenage virgins.”I chuckled, “Well, then he and I have something in common.”Samantha laughed, “He saw right through Jeri’s act, I guess. But you never did.”“Not until much. ”“Yummy,” he said. “Last night’s eggplant parm was delicious.”“Of course it was, I made it,” Leah said laughing. “Oh I need to warn you Brooke is in spoiled bitch mode again.”“What about this time?” he asked.“You’ll find out,” she said. “I told her to ask you.”“Thanks a lot,” he said.“I’m sick of telling her no all the time, it’s your turn,” she said.“Okay,” he said.“I love you,” she said.“Not as much as I love you,” he said before disconnecting. He didn’t want to deal with Brooke he thought to.