Taking Harry’s hand, heels clicking and ass churning in your tight shorts, you stride through the kitchen door, leading him. I’m left alone. A man...comes in and sits at the counter. I give him coffee and take his order. ‘I’m sorry sir, it’ll be a few minutes. The cook’s busy in the back spilling something.’ Of course I mean he’s spilling his cum into your body, but he just gives me a strange look and sips his coffee. A couple come in and I tell them the same thing, with a similar result. I stand. We cleaned the cabin and bathed. I fucked both girls in each of their holes.We were lying back before preparing supper. I said, "Lisle, I am troubled. I have feelings of violence toward you. If I keep you, I think that I may eventually kill you." I stopped talking and waited.After a long pause, she said, "Master, Alaric, I understand. I have watched women die before. It has always aroused me. While we were in Atalan, I felt that I wanted to be on that stage dying from a sexual torture."Ula. So when I got an email from a fellow writer who mentioned he'd be in my town for a few weeks, lunch with him sounded like an interesting idea.He wasn't a total stranger - we both posted on many of the same writers' websites, and we'd had a long-running discussion on one particular board about why people pick particular story topics. His stories were mostly male/male scenes with some mind control subplots; mine tended toward dominance/submission, short sex-oriented vignettes, and romantic hetero. ‘Who knew so much would change in such a short amount of time?’ I thought as I tucked Bella into bed. I went into the lounge room to get Lil and found her still asleep. I gently put my arms under her and picked her up, cradling her to me. She was the most important thing in my life right now, I don’t know how I coped with everything before she came along. She seemed to know what I wanted and how I would react to something even before I did and I couldn’t believe that she was finally mine. As I.