Crossroads RulesChapter 5
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Sid stepped through the portal and gazed upon the loveliness that was Sally Caretaker. It was hard to believe that she looked even lovelier since his last visit. All thoughts and questions Sid had wanted to ask flew from his mind to be replaced by desire for this woman. He moved to her like a man possessed.
Sally’s smile could have lit the night brighter than a full moon. Her translucent green gown hinted at the treasures it contained. It captivated him and drew his eyes to seek out glimpses of her breasts. Her long legs, spread slightly, formed an arrow that pointed to her sex.
When he reached her, she took his hand. Her body undulated as she led him to the bedroom. The grace of her movements captivated him. Unable to take his eyes from her, Sid followed without being aware that he was even moving.
Upon reaching the bedroom, Sally released his hand and turned to face him so that he would have a perfect view of her unveiling. When she went to remove her gown, Sid took her hand and requested, “Allow me do that.”
Surprised he would want to undress her, she replied, “I would be most pleased.”
It took a minute for Sid to locate the strap holding up the gown. Releasing the knot, the gown slid to the ground. The diaphanous material was so smooth that it flowed over her skin and slipped though his fingers. There was no way for him to slow its passage to the floor, but the effect was more erotic than what he had planned. It took his breath away.
Sid stepped back and worshiped her body with his eyes. His fingers trembled at the thought of touching her bare skin. For a moment, it seemed to him that touching her would be a sacrilege. In a whisper, he said, “So beautiful. So perfect.”
Once she was standing naked before him, Sally slowly undressed Sid. She took her time. She kissed his body as she removed each garment. Never had a woman paid such attention to his body. Sid discovered that he enjoyed the sensations far more than he would have expected.
When he was naked, she knelt in front of him and took his erection in her hands. She had never sucked a man’s cock. In Cassandra, it was a wasted action since the man would come almost immediately and wouldn’t be ready for sex for another day. She had been told that sex with a man from Earth would be far different than any other sexual experience. His last visit demonstrated that beyond a shadow of a doubt. She realized that Elizabeth Caretaker was correct in saying it required her to learn new skills.
When she took hold of his cock, Sid had wanted to stop her. His intention had been to take care of her needs first, but his desire for her had become so strong that he could not resist her. Thinking about it, he decided that taking the edge off his desire would allow him to better take care of her needs. Rather than resist, he relaxed so that he could enjoy her attentions.
Sally examined the rigid shaft remembering the advice of Elizabeth Caretaker. She slipped his cock into her warm mouth as she had practiced upon the dildo. The feel and heat of his cock gave her pleasure she hadn’t known was possible. The scent of an excited man filled her nose awaking a sexual response within her.
For Sid, the unexpected feel of her mouth around his manhood sent a bolt of electricity racing along his spine. His world shrunk to that part of his body as sensations beyond description flooded through his body. She flicked her tongue over the sensitive areas of his cock as she sucked. Her right hand stroked the shaft while her left hand was busy gently caressing his balls. Legs shaking, he said, “I’m going to come.”
She looked up at him and kept his cock within her mouth. He held his breath, hoping to postpone his orgasm until she pulled off his cock. Looking down at her, he saw she was not going to back off. With a groan, he came in her mouth.
Elizabeth had told her that the amount of fluid released would be small, but that her mouth would be filled with cock. She had been warned that it would be hard to keep his fluids in her mouth without backing off the cock. Sally followed the advice of the far more experienced woman and captured all of his come. Looking up at him, she swallowed his seed trying to decide if she liked the flavor.
Sid helped her rise from her knees and pulled her into an embrace. He kissed her with desire. The slight taste of his come was detectable from her mouth. Gesturing to the bed, he said, “It is your turn.”
Once she was comfortable on the bed, Sid began his assault upon her body. It wasn’t an assault of strength or domination, but a focused concentrated attention to each and every inch of her skin. He took his time. Starting at her forehead, he worked his way down to her toes over the course of an hour. When her front had been covered, he turned her over and gave attention to her back. Light kisses, passionate flicks of his tongue, and little love bites rained continuously upon her sensitive skin.
Easy to excite and bring to climax, Sally was quickly brought to an orgasm. Rather than a quick crescendo, she rode a wave of pleasure that lasted throughout the time he worshiped her body. When he settled between her legs, the wave of pleasure turned into a tidal wave. She lay upon the bed, her entire body quivering in time to the mystic beat of an ocean of sexual pleasure.
After bringing her to heights she did not believe possible, Sid backed off and returned to an incremental adoration of her body. Rather than relaxing, Sally stayed at a constant level of excitement. Sweat soaked the sheets. Fluids seeped from her pussy, coating her legs and buttocks. Her excitement announced itself as a pungent scent that filled the air.
After another hour, Sid stopped his caresses and mounted her. Changing the speed and strength of his thrusts, he was able to postpone his orgasm far longer than he thought possible. The changes had the opposite effect upon Sally. The teasing only brought her to higher levels of pleasure. Like a giant bass drum being struck, huge orgasms beat through her body. Like clockwork, one minute apart, her back arched. Muscles tightened in a reaction that made her look as if she had been struck by lightning.
When Sid came, a tidal wave washed through him draining all of the energy from his body. Her eyes flicked open once and then shut as her mind was forced to retreat from the overwhelming pleasure it had just experienced. Exhausted beyond description, he climbed off her and lay beside her still trembling body.
Unwilling to sleep, Sid turned to his side to watch the beautiful woman recover from the experience. Even after ten minutes, her body would tense as if another orgasm was ripping through her body. The sight fascinated him and reinforced his belief that she was something special. When the tremors would start to subside, he would run a hand over her sensitive skin returning it to that same excited state.
Unable to fight off his exhaustion, Sid fell asleep with the sleep that came after sex well done. It was hours later when he woke to find Sally sitting beside him. She was watching him with a dreamy look upon her face. Deep in her heart, she knew there was nothing she could deny him.
Throat dry, he croaked, “You are so beautiful.”
She ran a finger along his jaw with the tender touch. Even touching him brought a thrill to her body. In a soft voice, she said, “Restorative please.”
A tall thin glass filled with a green fluid appeared on the nightstand. The glass itself didn’t look to be wider than a test tube, although the base was large enough to provide a stable support for it. She reached out with a delicate gesture and took it. Handing it to Sid, she said, “Drink this. It will help restore your energy.”
Smelling the liquid, Sid was puzzled by the odor. He didn’t recognize it and couldn’t even begin to describe it. It was as though every scent he had ever smelled was jumbled together. Upon taking a sip, an explosion of flavors burst through his mouth and energy flooded into his body. He sat up straighter and looked at the glass in amazement. The little sip had emptied half the glass. He finished the glass with a second sip.
Feeling much better, he smiled at Sally and, in a clear voice, asked, “What would I do without you to take care of me?”
“A better question is what I would do without you,” replied Sally. The pleasure he had given her had overwhelmed her and destroyed all ability to resist him. She remained naked because she had to remain undressed. Her attempt to dress while he had been asleep had triggered sexual responses that nearly overwhelmed her. Curious, she said, “I’ve never taken a man in my mouth before. Did I do it right?”
“You were outstanding,” answered Sid recalling with pleasure the sensations that she had induced in his body.
“What did you do to me?” she asked.
“I made love to you in the manner I’ve always wanted,” answered Sid. He reached out and brushed the back of his hand along the side of her face. Her whole body reacted to his touch. Her nipples stuck out, her pussy released a flood of liquid, and her stomach rippled. Seeing the sudden change in expression on her face, he feared that his hand had been too rough for her delicate skin. Concerned, he asked, “Are you okay?”
“Yes. I think I just came,” she replied unsure exactly what had happened to her. It was as though every nerve of her body was poised on the edge of ecstasy. Sid smiled at the idea that his attentions had left her in that state. He reached out to touch her again, but she backed away. Almost pleading, she said, “I don’t know if I can take more.”
“I understand,” he said, although in truth he didn’t understand.
Feeling as though she needed to be busy doing something, she decided that it was time to undertake some of her other duties. First she would bathe and then feed him. Standing, she said, “Robe.”
A robe appeared at the foot of the bed. Reaching down, she picked it up and held it out for him to step into. With a smile, she said, “Let us wash ourselves and then eat.”
Sid put on the robe, being helped into it by Sally. He thanked her, “You take such excellent care of me. I’m the luckiest man in four worlds.”
She stared at him unable to believe his words. If he was the luckiest man in four worlds, then she was the luckiest woman in four worlds. Never had a woman of Cassandra been blessed with such a skilled lover. Softly, she said, “Let us go.”
Sally bathed Sid and brought him to another orgasm using another trick taught her by Elizabeth Caretaker. She had done so by standing behind him and jacking him off with her right hand. Throughout the bath, she had tried to keep her distance from him out of fear that she would collapse with even the most causal touch. The problem was that she had no will left with which to resist him. At the first suggestion, she gave in and allowed him to wash her body. Each touch of his hand raised echoes of the pleasure that she had experienced earlier in bed. By the time he had finished washing her, she was nearly exhausted from a dozen orgasms and the effort to keep standing.
Over dinner, Sid remembered the questions that he wanted to ask of Sally. He slowly chewed a piece of steak as he considered how to explain his suspicions that his role in the game was as a sperm donor to the women of Cassandra.
After taking a sip of his wine, Sid said, “While I was at home, I gave a lot of thought to what happened last time I was here. I came to the conclusion that I don’t quite understand the rules of the game. Can you explain them to me?”
She had dreaded this conversation ever since she chased him through the portal at the end of his last visit to Crossroads. Looking over at Sid, Sally put down her fork and pushed away her salad. Her appetite had disappeared remembering how Elizabeth Caretaker had described the arguments with Gerald upon his learning that he had fathered a child.
She considered his request, realizing that she didn’t really know how to answer him. There were a few things she knew held true, but there were situations that cropped up on occasion that surprised the caretakers.
She said, “I don’t think I can. We don’t really know all the rules, just little things that work and some that don’t work.”
“So request a rule book,” suggested Sid, recalling what happened when he requested a user’s manual for the apartment. He had been given a very thin volume instructing him to ask his caretaker to attend to his needs. When she had requested a user’s manual, she had received three of them.
“Uh, I don’t think there is one,” replied Sally surprised by the recommendation.
Shrugging his shoulders, Sid said, “You didn’t know that there was a user’s manual, but there was one.”
Sally thought about it for a moment and then called out, “Rule book please.”
Instead of a rule book, a sheet of paper appeared on the table in front of her. Expecting it to say that there was no rule book, she was surprised to discover that it was a list of rule books.
“What is it?”
She announced, “It’s a list of rule books.”
“A list?”
She read the list aloud, “Rules for Hero Greeters. Rules for Caretakers. Rules for Heroes. Rules for Hero Companions. Rules for Damsels. Rules for Companion Greeters.”
Sid listened to the list with surprise. One item attracted his attention and he wondered what a Hero companion was. However, for the moment he was far more curious about the rules for heroes.
Excited, he said, “I’d like the rules for heroes.”
Smiling, Sally said, “Rules for Heroes, Rules for Caretakers, and Rules for Damsels, please.”
Three small pamphlets appeared on the table in front of Sally. She looked through the stack before handing the appropriate one to Sid. She put one down and sat back to read the third. Sid looked at the manual and then at the half-eaten steak still on his plate. Pushing the manual to the side, he returned to his meal. There was no way that he was going to let a perfectly good steak get thrown away. He watched as Sally read her pamphlet with great care.
After finishing his meal, he picked up the pamphlet and started to read. The first two rules were quite explicit concerning the role of the Hero. The Hero was required to be ready, willing, and able to fulfill the primary and secondary goals of the heroic mission: to rescue the damsel from her distress in Chaos and to impregnate her upon return to Crossroads. The secondary goal let him know that he had been correct in his earlier guess.
There were a few surprises within the rules. A few of them he would have broken if he hadn’t had this chance to learn about them. Looking up, he said, “It says here that I’m not allowed to kill a protected species or harm an endangered species.”
Sally looked up from her rule book in surprise. No one had ever suggested that there were limits to what a Hero could do to the source of danger when rescuing a damsel. All that was required of the Hero was to behave in a heroic fashion. She asked, “What species are protected and which are endangered?”
“Says here that mermaids, mermen, dragons, trolls, pixies, brownies, and hippogriffs are protected. Unicorns, fairies, will-o’-the-wisps, and sphinxes are endangered.”
“Ahh, that explains a lot. That’s why no Hero has been able to go on a mission to rescue a damsel from a dragon,” said Sally. In the past, the heroes planning on rescuing a Damsel from a dragon had left with the full intention of killing the dragon. Of course, it followed that the portal wouldn’t open for a person who meant to break a rule.
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Kelli's only shred of hope was this is the last group, if she could survive the group the torture and humiliation would finally end. She could tell from the chatter around her while the teacher was getting the instruments that these boys were even younger. She could not understand why the school would allow such young boys to be part of a class like this. The teacher emphasized the instructions to the boys, telling them to make sure they inserted instruments to the marked line. The final...
I stored my stuff in the garage, threw my shirt back on, and went back through the gate. I opened the sliding glass door at the other side of the patio, and went inside. It was cool and dark inside in comparison to the hot, humid morning outside. I went through the kitchen and into the front hallway, following the sound of Patty's voice. She was obviously talking to someone on the phone when she called out to me, "Duncan, is that you?" "Yes Mrs. Johnson, it's me." "Come on up, the...
Erica had too much to think about to ask many more questions. So she suggested they get back to work instead. He had again expressed concern about having a doctor look her over, but she dismissed that idea, saying she felt fine and they were already too far behind. Over the next four hours, they built five frames for the “forest” that was needed, and another long, low frame that would become boulders. Those frames looked odd to her, but when he cut a piece of cardboard and drew branches on...
The following is purely fictitious and intended solely for the personal use of those over the legal age of adulthood, in communities accepting the graphic portrayal of themes that might elsewhere be unacceptable.F.The Final BattleWar cries of many in pursuit of their captured princess dwindled vastly overcome as they were by a superior force. The caravan continued its southerly direction. Battle sounds faded to be obscured in the dusty fog trailing the cart bearing the wooden cage and the...
Marzena trafiła do szpitala na rehabilitacje po załamaniu nerwowym. Pół roku temu w wypadku straciła obydwoje rodziców. Jej stan cały czas się pogarszał, coraz bardziej zamykała się w sobie. Z ciężką depresją trafiła do szpitala rehabilitacyjnego w malownicze położonej miejscowości. Marzena trafiła do pokoju w którym były jeszcze trzy kobiety. Dziewczyna słabo reagowała na świerze powietrze i piękne widoki. Którejś nocy, coś ją przebudziło ze snu...?
The next day I got up early and sent a fax. "Miss Spencer, I hope you enjoy a Happy Thanksgiving, Ben." The words we overheard when Jen was talking to her sister, "I can't. I just can't sit at that table and pretend... ," haunted me. Was she saying she couldn't sit at her parents' Thanksgiving table and pretend that the man she had given her virginity wasn't there? Was she saying she couldn't pretend that she didn't love me? Millie, I decided, was the only person who could tell me...
"Yesterday you and Martin were talking about the differences between the outside world, and here at Claiborne," Shannon said as they left their last class of the day. "Try this: how many students here at Claiborne are virgins in real life? I am. Back home, outside, I've barely even let a boy kiss me, and yet here I've had sex with three different boys just today, and I don't know how many over the last year." "You mean you didn't count them?" Cynthia joked. "I haven't. I figure...
i know most of the below is gonna look or read weird with sentences not finishing and being too long, never ending, or just crazy bad grammatical errors... but it was in the heat of the fantasy and i nonstop wrote it without at all thinking twice about it... stream of conciousness cousin fucking my little teenage cousin Nari, she is only 18... just turned 18.... just graduated highschool...college freshman ... and she is fucking gonna get hazed by her 29 yo nasty pervert cousin fucking fantasy...
I’m English – one thing i’ve noticed about Indian girls is that they get turned on if you look at them in a certain way. The first time I really discovered this was when I was looking for a necklace for a friend back home. The necklace was a little heavy and I wasn’t sure how it would look on my friend so the jeweller asked if his sister – his assistant – was of a similar build. My eyes wandered across her neck, down across her chest and took in her breasts. “Yes” I said, “my friend is a little...
Krista walked to the kitchen table and sat with her brother. Chris's eyes followed her naked tits as she sat down. She was wearing a pair of bikini bottoms so small that her pussy was trying to eat them, but no top. Her hair was tied in a loose pony tail on top of her head."I remember all of that. She was so loud when she was getting fucked." Krista lit a cigarette."Yeah," Chris sipped a glass of juice. "It gave me plenty to jack off to. I loved listening to her.""Well, you had a great location...
FEMDOM FARM ? 1, THE TRIAL ???????????????????????????????? FEMDOM FARM ? 1, THE TRIAL I knew I was in the shit as soon as I saw the bitch of a judge. She was one of those haughty ?Are you man enough?? whores, with flashing brown eyes, black hair that fell to her shoulders in glistening shafts, with a big, red mouth and a stunning ?Tit fuck? type figure. Oh, and she was black. And I could tell she didn?t like the look of little old white boy me, with my unfashionably long blonde hair...
Ellerie and her companions reached Snow Crown the next afternoon, still accompanied by the three stormborn soldiers. The snow had grown shallower as they traveled, and the soldiers removed their snowshoes when they stopped for the noon meal. The rest of the group decided to walk after that, giving the horses a break. An hour later, the trail was completely clear, making it apparent they’d actually been traveling on a road constructed of flat paving stones fitted tightly together. Cresting...
[/b] BI GUY FOR COUPLES COMPLETE PLEASURE was the subject of the e-mail reply I sent in response to the Craig’s List post from a couple who were going to visit the island of Maui in several weeks. They were looking for a decently equipped local man for an evening of fun. They had enclosed torso shots of the two of them – both with fine bodies – although the female was particularly curvaceous. The last line in the add stated that the male was bi-curious. I had been checking out...
The Sissy Mission series consists of short-short stories designed to give ideas for domme/sub play, solo "outings," or just for your reading enjoyment! The goal is to have a dozen vignettes. --CA Sissy Mission 1: Balloon Sissy By Cheryl Alison As I entered the suite of offices, I looked for the directory. It was there on the wall, just like every other corporate accounting office. I scanned the names. There... Bruce Jones, Managing Director. He would do. I approached the...
Hi. My name is Michelle Swanson, eight-year-old daughter of the owner of one of the biggest computer companies in the country. I am five foot seven, ninety pounds. I am currently in fourth grade, but will be moving onto fifth grade after summer vacation. I have long mid-back length hair and brown eyes. My favorite hobbies are cheerleading, figure skating and swimming. I love to do that with my best friend, Melissa. In fact, we're the two stars of our cheerleading squad. I think Melissa...
[serious mood] Magic can do many things, but can it save a broken heart? How many times? One who seeks to die will find out. Just A Matter Of Time --Kiai 03aug03/14jan04 The still air is damp and chill, up here in the darkness. I'm well above the occasional cars. I can tell because their little splotches of light as they pass far below are visible through gaps in the trees. It's frustrating to have to stay silent, even up here in midair, where the bats flit past on their way from...
He lay there on the bed with Treva in his arms. After sucking his first cock, his mind was on ‘fucked up overdrive’, for want of a better description. He clearly enjoyed giving head to Treva, but he worried about what this meant to his sexual orientation, and his wife back home. ‘Am I gay?’ he wondered. ‘Perhaps bisexual?’ He felt lost and alone. Treva had drifted off to sleep. As she awoke, a smile came across her face. She was overjoyed that this man was able to conquer his fears and give...
Monica’s mother was elated that the “plan” had worked. She happily gave her permission for her daughter to visit Bobby’s family over Christmas. And so it was that, on a blustery, cold day, Bobby blindsided that family by bringing a girl home without telling them a single thing about her beforehand. Their introduction to her consisted of him saying, “Hey! This is Monica. She’s my girlfriend. I know it’s a surprise, but I hope you like her.” The girls were speechless. They had both been...