1. Painless Love Chapter 4


    Date: 3/28/2016, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Consensual Sex, Domination/submission, Young, Author: Liv Beornwulf, Rating: 25, Source: sexstories.com

    There is this certain look existing and shining up in his eyes. I just cannot easily describe it, but that does not mean that it is not there at all or in any way feasible. It is just there. Tender; attached and seemingly devoted ; and jubilant and loving and affectionate too. Here we stand smiling and beaming up at each other, words failing us to utterly express and make out any emotions that we are undergoing deep down, but the feelings that we are darting and leveling at each other—they are the undeniable and sure feelings of being truly happy with each other and concluding that a greater and more serious bond and friendship ought to be built and framed up between the both of us. I don’t know why I should feel this way regarding him, but he truly is special and wonderful indeed. Please don’t stir up and awaken any doubts in your minds as concerns all this. I am just telling the whole truth and not making anything here up. “Would you mind if we go out for a much cleaner breath of air and I tell you a particular story?” This, Rhys says and declares to me with a humanely mind and likable expression. I can’t turn his offer down. I just have to go out there with him. Sure-fire do-ooohhhh! “Of course, Rhys! You can surely take me anywhere it is that you feel like wanting to take me,” the words are already out of my mouth in that bubbly thrilled and galvanized sort of way than I cannot control or oversee. Anywhere that you feel like wanting to take me to? Sure! That is Mirth ...
    teasing and jeering me up. Damn her for it! She has the guts, doesn’t freaking she? He stretches out his hand towards me so that he can grab hold of it and then lead and steer me out to the cleanly and wonderful breeze of air out there. What about Courtney—my best ever friend and chum? Am I not supposed to let her know where it is that I am heading off to with Rhys here? Using a voice-to-text application converter on my Blackberry Smartphone once Rhys is standing there talking and having a word up or maybe three with this particular dishy-looking gentleman that he came with in the companionship of Marie de Pierre, I grab myself aside to some quiet and not-so crowded corner where I speak out to my touch-pad phone: “I am going out for a walk with some guy, Schroeder. He is just a latest friend of mine—nothing more other than this. I will catch up with you later on. Enjoy yourself please, my sweetest babe!” Speedily and with a pace quicker than the strike of lightning, the application has perfectly understood all my words—and automatically and 100% accurate faultlessly transcribed them all into a one-paged text, which I quickly and without wasting any bit of time post over and forward straight into Courtney’s mailbox. Of course! Her email programmer will quickly notify her about my newest message for her. Rhys is now by my side, walking with me gracefully and beautifully out here. I look at him. Hmmnnnnn! He is so incredibly and wonderfully beautiful and gorgeous. Just like Charles ...
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