"Yes, Captain," I said. "You are learning beautifully!" "Thank you, Captain," I said quietly. "I-I am not sure exactly what you intend for me, Capta...n. But I will try to cooperate and obey." He smiled and my heart leaped to see him pleased. "What I intend for you, Lady Sarah, is for you to be my love slave." I looked at him blankly, not comprehending. "You will obey my every command immediately and without hesitation. You will perform for myself or for the crew whenever I order it. You will. That was really hot but I’ve never experiences anything like it since.” Grant’s mood had changed dramatically; his tongue was almost hanging out of his mouth. He caught himself and tried to be serious. I concentrated on Grant’s face because I could feel how excited I was getting retelling that story from high school. Wow that was an awesome night “I need to think, Grant. I have the Halloween mixer tonight and I have to get back to the house, we have a meeting.” “But what do I do? What can I do. Showing myself to my mother wasn't very high on my list of things todo, but I needed her help, and did what she told me. I undressed fromthe waist down, sat on the edge of the bed and lay back, holding mylegs up in the air. When the ice bag hit me I shuddered from thecoldness of it, but when mom made me hold it there, I felt like acontortionist that was into embarrassing, painful experiments. I heldit there for what seemed like forever, then, when mom was ready, sheremoved it and began to. ”“I thought all orks liked fucking pixies,” teased Rossbell.“Well, I don’t know about that. I never have.”“You should try me out and see. May I see your penis, sir?”“Why not.”Rossbell moved closer and extracted the meat stick. It was still soft and more than eight inches already. Rossbell put his lips on it and it began to grow. Soon, it was fully erect standing close to f******n inches. “Oh my goodness,” mused the pixie. “You’re huge!”“I guess,” blushed Warstomp.“Do you like how I make it.