1. BLITHE


    Date: 10/4/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male / Females, Romance, Author: Gentalman, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    eyes and turning to go. I carried those bags to the first landing and sat them down. How a guy could carry someone up all the stairs was amazing to me. A vibration came from the backpack and it sounded like an electric razor. ‘Probably a battery-operated razor.’ I hoped. I shook it but it didn’t turn off. I wasn’t about to get into their bags and figure it out; especially with a guy like Krug being there for ‘protection’. Instead, I drug them over to the next flight of stairs and carried them up. I determined it was the backpack that had the most weight. They must have packed an anvil. After getting them to the door, I sat the backpack down and knocked. “Goodies are here!” I heard Rita’s muffled voice say, and the door opened. “Just set them down anywhere.” she instructed. I took the saddlebag in first and stopped at a nude, kneeling Krug holding his hands behind his back. I set the bag down next to the table and turned to see Julie sitting on the side of the bed. Looking back at Krug and then back to her, I rolled my eyes and headed for the backpack. “I think a razor kicked on.” I informed Rita, coming back through the door. “Oh honey, that’s not a razor.” she giggled, “That’s just a toy anxious to be played with.” and took the bag from me and drug it to the table. It struck me what she meant and on that note, I turned to go. It wasn’t the toy in the bag so much that bothered me as the thought of where it had been. I actually shivered from the thought of it. “Thanks…?” ...
    Rita called, which I told her “Jake” and she smiled, “Well thank you.” and shut the door behind me. That was a party I didn’t want to attend. Instead, a shower sounded better, so I went to get ready for bed. I took the shower mechanically as my thoughts tried to wrap around the current events upstairs. I could not imagine being a slave. It wasn’t so much a matter of gender to me; it was the obedience you’d have to abide by. Now, I had no argument with Rita or Krug, for that matter, they certainly had a right to whatever lifestyle they chose. But it was a lifestyle I just couldn’t put myself in. But… and I actually whispered it out loud, “What if I had a slave girl of my own?” It certainly appealed to me; but still, would I have what it would take to maintain the role of a master? It would be nice to, maybe, role play every now and then. But to expect a girl to do what Krug does twenty-four seven seemed too much to ask. Besides that, I don’t think I would want them to. I climbed in bed and was struck by one more thought, ‘How smart was Krug; having two girls to play with?’ Was I actually fooled into thinking poor Krug was under the oppression of women? Or was it possible that he had the last laugh by being in the company of two while I was in bed alone? Curiosity took over, wondering just what a woman would make a guy to do. I knew what I would make a girl do. But women were a lot different from guys. They probably weren’t near as perverted and made guys give back rubs and foot ...
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