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Robin Hood
by Lord John Thomas (lord_john_thomas@hotmail.com)
***
This is the story of how dangerous it is meeting people
you only know through contact on the internet. You will
hear how I met Robin and how he takes me deep into the
forest to meet his merry men, where because I was not a
willing participant, they made Marion. (M+/F, nc,
beast)
***
All of my stories include descriptions of sex scenes
that could cause offence to some people. Please do not
read this story if you are offended by perverse sexual
material, or if you are under the legal age of consent
for your own country. These stories are pure fiction
and are not based on anyone living or deceased.
***
This is the story of how dangerous it is meeting people
you only know through contact on the internet. You will
hear how I meet Robin and he takes me deep into the
forest to meet his merry men, where because I was not a
willing participant, they made Marion.
I get myself dressed in a sensible long burgundy skirt,
and a black jumper with a vee neck that showed off just
a little cleavage. The last thing I want to do is to
look tarty or cheap. One last look in the mirror. Yes
I'll do. My brother was sat in the lounge of the mobile
home we shared and as I came out, "Not bad for a big sis.
Are you sure you don't want me to come with you?"
"No thanks. I'm sure I'll be ok. I'm a big girl now."
I pat my cat on the head.
"Bye Jessie."
As I leave our drive through the big iron gates, I
wonder what this man will be like.
I'm a school teacher, and I look after twenty-eight
small children in a little school. As my little red
Corsa makes its way through the windy roads of the
Mendips, I begin to question my decision to meet this
man on my own. He was a guy I'd met on the internet, a
couple of years younger than me, but we'd hit it off
talking on MSN. I was nervous; of course I always was
when I met someone for the first time, especially
alone. But he gave me all the signs of being genuine
and we were meeting in a pub. So there was no real
cause to be afraid.
Well too late now, here's the Black Boar, and I'm
rolling into the car-park. God! That must be him; it's
the only red FreeLander in the car park. He is sitting
up there so high, and god is he handsome. Now he's
recognised my car, and he's getting out. Now he's at
floor level, he's smaller than I'd expected, which is
good, as I'm not tall myself. He's only slightly built,
with short hair. Well this is it, I open my door, and
he is walking towards me.
"Hi. You have to be Marion. Boy this feels strange."
"Yes that's me, so I guess you're Robin. But why
strange?"
"Meeting you in the flesh, well not exactly in the
flesh, but face to face at last. And I was right; you
do have such a pretty face."
"Ok enough with the flattery, we're not talking on MSN
now."
"Sorry, but even though this is our first meeting, I
feel like I know you."
"That's ok, but don't take that as a signal that you
can get too familiar."
"Ok, I'll behave myself. It's obvious you're a school
teacher; you know how to put someone in their place.
Well can I treat you to a meal?"
"I'm not sure, but I could definitely use a drink."
We go inside and his conversation is light and
frivolous, with no sense of urgency or pressure. This,
and the two drinks I've just downed, give me the
confidence to take this meeting to its next level.
After all, I've been talking about sexual acts with
this man for some weeks now, and the idea of this
meeting was to satisfy my aching pussy.
"Ok you smooth talking bastard, I think you'd better
get me back to your den of iniquity before I have too
much to drink. More to the point I want to see if you
can live up to your late night promises."
"Well if you're sure you want to go through with this,
I'm ready when you are."
So minutes later, we're both in his big 4 x 4 bowling
our way around the narrow country lanes. We are
travelling away from my native territory, and soon I'm
travelling down roads that I don't recognise. But I
feel confident that he knows where he's going. Then we
turn-off the tarmac roads, and start bouncing our way
along a very narrow bumpy cart track.
"Where the hell do you live? In the middle of a
forest?"
"Yes."
"Really? This isn't just a short cut to somewhere?"
"No. My house is at least five miles as the crow flies
from any other building. And the tracks through this
forest confuse the most ardent of walkers, with their
stupid little ordnance survey maps. We get them
wandering around lost all the time."
Jokingly I said, "So I guess once you've got me to your
place, there'll be no point in me trying to escape?"
"None at all. What with the marshes and quick sand
around here, you'd be lucky to be alive tomorrow
morning."
Well at the time I thought I was joking, but as the old
saying goes, 'Many a true word spoken in jest.'
I gave a half hearted laugh. "Ha Ha. You are joking I
hope?"
"No not really. But you've no need to worry, I'll take
you back as soon as I've got that little pussy of yours
purring."
I blushed, but let his remark go without comment.
"Is it much further?"
"Well not in miles, but the path gets trickier ahead,
so it'll take us about another ten minutes."
"Jesus! It gets worse than this?"
Just then we came to what looked like a small clearing,
with two more tracks leading from it. But we took off
into what looked like blind trees. There was a track,
but it was so overgrown, branches lashed against the
sides of his Land Rover. The ground below us was just a
quagmire of muddy water.
"Ok so you were right. Don't tell me you have to use
this track every day to go to work and back?"
"Don't be silly, I don't live out here. This is an old
hunting lodge; I use it with some friends of mine when
we go shooting."
"So why aren't we going to your house?"
"Well somehow, I don't think my wife would get on to
well with you."
"WIFE? You told me you were single."
"I told you lots of things, but that doesn't mean they
were true."
I instinctively reached for the door handle, but it had
no effect. There must be some master control he'd
switched off. But even if I'd been able to open the
door and get out, how or where would I run to?
"You Bastard!"
"What's wrong?"
"You lied to me."
"Fucking hell, don't tell me you've been honest about
everything you've told me?"
"I've never lied to you."
"So that means you're coming here to be fucked?"
I blushed again.
"Well yes."
"So what's changed, you didn't expect me to commit to
getting married to you first did you?"
"No but..."
"But nothing. We'll have a good time, and then I'll
take you back to the pub. Where's the problem?"
I didn't reply, I just sat there feeling somehow
cheated, but he was right, what difference did it make
him being married? Now ahead I saw a clearing, but
there were five big 4 x 4's of various makes parked
around in front of a wooden lodge. The smoke was
billowing from the chimney, and the lights were burning
bright from all the windows.
"That's good, they've got the fire already lit for us,
and it'll be nice and warm in there."
"THEY? WHO THE HELL ARE THEY? THIS ISN'T WHAT I AGREED
TO."
"Don't get your knickers in a twist, nobody's gonna
harm you."
We pulled to a stop, and both doors opened, he jump
from his side, and I climbed down from mine. He walked
around to the front, and stood holding his hand out to
me. I stood there looking back at the deep rutted muddy
quagmire or a track that we just arrived by. All around
were marsh and scrub land, and I thought about the
quicksand he mentioned. I wanted to run, but I knew it
was impossible.
"Well are you going to try your luck, or are you coming
in to meet my friends?"
"You're lying bastard, and I'd never have left the pub
if I'd known."
"Don't get so worked up, I'm only going to make one of
your fantasies come to life for you, you should be
grateful."
"One of my fantasies? What do you mean?"
"Come-on inside, you don't want to spoil the surprise.
Come-on we won't hurt you."
"Ok, but remember I know who you are, and I told my
brother who I was meeting."
"Well you know one of my identities. But anyway, you've
got nothing to worry about, you'll be back home
tomorrow night, with nothing more than a sore pussy and
arse, and you can get your brother to rub them both
with some cream."
"Pack that in. I won't have you saying things like
that."
"I've had enough of what you will or won't have; you're
the one taking orders from now on. So get your fucking
arse in that cabin before I get the hunting dogs out
here to round you up. And if you're thinking of
running, they'll have you surrounded before you get
fifty yards. Now fucking move it."
The tone of his voice was intimidating, and I
immediately started making my way towards him. As soon
as I was near, his arm went around my shoulder, and he
was calm and pleasant again.
"That's better; you know we're just going to have fun
with you."
He walked me up to the big front door, and in we went.
"Whoa!"
The door opened into a large room, with a big log fire
blazing away in a stone fireplace. Sat around on old
armchairs and sofas were seven men. Not all young, the
oldest one must have been getting on for my dads age.
They all had drinks in their hands, and as the door
opened, they all turned to face us.
"Ok guys, the main attraction has arrived, and I don't
think she's quite as confident as she used to be on the
net."
The door was shut behind me, and I was walked to the
area in front of the fire place. There were various
remarks being made about my personal appearance, mostly
complimentary, even if crude and cheeky.
"Well Marion my little sex bomb, I hope you're on the
pill."
"Look, I told you I'd only agree to sex, if you're
wearing a condom."
"But as I've just told you, you're the one taking
orders from now on. And if you think we're pissing
around with rubber wellies (rubber hunting boots) on
our dicks, then you're very much mistaken."
"But that was what we'd agreed. And it was supposed to
be just us two; there was never any mention of any more
men getting involved."
"You're not very bright for a school teacher, hasn't it
sunk in yet? What you agreed has nothing to do with
what you're gonna get. Over the past few months, we've
took it in turns to talk to you on line. Sometimes on
our own, sometimes, with up to five of us on line with
you at the same time. So we know all your little
fantasies, even the things that you are curious about,
but say you're not sure you'd dare to try.
Well tonight Marion, is your night, your going to try
everything you've ever mentioned, and maybe a few more
ideas, that you've never even heard of. So its up to
you whether you resist, or go with the flow, either
way, makes no difference to us. You can't escape. You
can make as much noise as you want. And you haven't got
a fucking clue where you are, or who you're with. So if
you're stupid enough to visit a police station after
we've finished with you, all you'll succeed in doing is
letting a load of hairy arsed PC plods spread your legs
for you, and gaup at the cum running from your cunt and
arse. So my dear, are you stripping off for us? Or do
we have to strip you?"
"Look Robin, I thought you were my friend."
"I'm not Robin, that was a name we made-up between all
of us. And I am your friend. All I want is a friendly
fuck."
"Please, I know you've got me trapped, and I was stupid
to come with you, but if I go along with letting you
all fuck me, will you at least wear condoms? I've got
some with me, so long as you don't all want too many
goes at me."
"Ok then, we're all reasonable guys. You get stripped
off, and start by giving us all a blow job?"
After what he had been suggesting, this seemed like I'd
got through to him, and he was human after all, so I
jumped at the chance before he changed his mind.
"Oh yes! I'll blow all of you, and while I'm blowing
one, the rest can play with me or finger me wherever
they want."
"What do you say lads, are we ok with that?"
To my relief there was a general round of approval from
the men.
"Ok Marion, looks like they're happy to let you strip
off for them, shall I put some music on for you to get
down to?"
"You can, but don't expect a professional striptease."
He put the CD player on, and I began taking off my
clothes, moving as I went, but I was so nervous, I
don't think I made a very good job of it. Gradually as
bare flesh became visible, the hands began reaching
towards me, and I felt their fingers stroking my skin.
Now I was down to my bra and knickers, I had maybe four
men, stood-up forming a tight circle around me. Their
hands were exploring every part of my body.
As my bra came off, I had two mouths clamping like
limpets to my nipples, sucking and nibbling. I couldn't
get my knickers down past my waist, as I was unable to
stoop with the men so close to me. But my knickers came
down all the same, one of the men made sure of that.
Now I was naked, my legs were pulled open, and fingers
probed both my arse and pussy. Still being fingered, I
was pulled across to where a man was seated, and as I
was taken down to my knees, bringing my mouth to his
dick, I could now see he was naked. Most of the men
were stripping themselves as they fumbled with my body.
I took this semi-hard dick to my lips, and soon had a
rampant throbbing monster pulsing in my mouth. Fingers
were ramming both my pussy and arse, and my nipples
were on fire with the nibbling and tweaking they were
getting. My pussy had started throbbing, and the
earlier fear had subsided. Gradually I began to enjoy
the overload of attention my body was receiving.
My head was pulled from the first mans dick, and an
already hard member was thrust into my mouth. Which one
I had was immaterial to me, and I just kept sucking and
massaging the new shaft I'd been given. I could feel
the pulsing in my pussy getting stronger, and I began
to think an orgasm can't be far away. Then the fingers
pulled out, and my pussy was in a kind of limbo, like a
dog panting after it has retrieved and dropped it stick
for its master, and is waiting for it to be thrown
again. My pussy panted and waited to be satisfied by
the next fingers.
Then I felt the big bell-end of a dick, and as it
touched my lips, they parted, welcoming it in.
"Agg agg agg agg."
I tried in vain to shout back asking if he'd got a
condom on, but my head was firmly held onto the other
mans dick. So now the man behind me was up my pussy
thrusting for all he was worth. And although I somehow
knew he hadn't got a condom on, I was powerless to stop
him. But worse was that I was powerless to stop my
pussy from giving him the impression that I was
enjoying it!
My body was being worked from every conceivable angle,
and I knew an orgasm was inevitable, and it would be
upon me pretty soon. Oh no, he's coming to his vinegar
strokes, and I can't stop myself. Oh yes! Yes! Yes!
Yes! Ah god! Fucking hell was that good. He pumped
every last drop of his cum deep up inside me, and my
pussy exploded, flooding juice everywhere. Oh god was
that good; never mind what my sensible head was
thinking, my pussy really needed that fucking.
The man in my mouth withdrew his dick, and I expected
my head to be pulled to another man, but no, I was now
manoeuvred across the floor. One of them was already on
his back, and I was led across, and positioned astride
him. I didn't resist as they lowered me down, and my
pussy slid onto his mighty shaft. Then I had a dick
pushed to my mouth, and as he started fucking my face,
I settled down for another fucking session.
But someone was fingering my arse, and not just with
one finger! As his fingers pulled out I could feel his
dick pushing hard at my bottom. The fingering had
lubricated my hole, and it didn't take much force by
this big dick, to open it back up, and allow it to ease
its way in.
Now I've been fucked in the pussy loads of times, and
fucked in the arse just a few, but never before at the
same time. I've obviously seen it on porno, and mused
with the idea of having a go, but I'd always expected
it to be on my own terms, and done gently. Not being
forced to take three big dicks at the same time, and
all delivered as though there wasn't a moment to loose.
So even though I was by now well and truly turned on,
this rough pounding was still unnerving me. But as they
fucked relentlessly on, without a care as to my
feelings, my tension and anger melted, and my pussy
started to work its magic. I'd got three dicks, two
mouths on my nipples, and I don't know how many hands
everywhere around my naked body.
How could I possibly not start working towards another
orgasm? But now to my disappointment, the man in my
pussy and the one in my arse, both started cuming
within seconds of each other. But I'd only just got
over my anger, at being forced into this situation, so
my orgasm was only just like storm clouds on the
horizon.
The man got up off my back, and I was pulled up off the
man on the floor, but only to be lowered back down onto
the man whose dick I'd just been sucking. This time, I
was expecting the dick to start probing my arse, and
sure enough, he was there, pumping his big hard length
deep into me. Another man had given me his dick to suck
on, and the action recommenced. But this time I was
resigned to my fate, and already partially worked up.
So before they were ready to cum, my pussy was reaching
meltdown, and although I had already had several minor
flutters, I was struggling to hold my major explosion
until I detected them on their final approach.
Well I succeeded, and as I felt the man up my arse
quicken his pace, I let my senses go wild. My pussy was
in spasms, clamping the dick as it was on it's withdraw
stroke, squeezing the cum from his mighty shaft. And
the tightening of my pussy automatically drew the
flesh, giving the dick up my arse the same treatment.
Without realising, I'd also begun sucking the dick in
my mouth, like my life depended on it. Well to say that
was a great fuck would be an understatement; it was
like no fuck I've ever known. And judging by the three
men, I don't thing any of them would disagree.
So as they all slumped down exhausted, was I allowed to
rest for giving such an exceptional performance? What
do you think? There were three more men pumping their
dicks in and out before my pussy had stopped pulsing.
And my body had started working its way to another
climax, but this one did not prove to be so
outstanding, though never the less pleasant.
This kind of treatment went on without any pause, well
not for me anyway, for over an hour and a half! When
they did eventually tell me I could have a breather, I
just slumped down on the sofa, totally naked, not
attempting to cover up at all. I had spunk dribbling
from both my pussy and arse, and streaks of it all over
my body. I'd swallowed god knows how much, and how much
was still in my womb looking for eggs to fertilise I
have no idea.
Someone brought me a drink, and I took a swig, then
about had a coughing fit, as I was not used to whisky.
"Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough! Oh god! I didn't realise
it was whisky. No thanks. I never drink spirits."
"Get it down you; you'll need a bit of Dutch courage
soon."
"What do you mean? I thought you'd finished with me."
"What ever gave you that idea? The night is still
young, and we haven't seen the limits that pussy of
yours will go to yet."
"No please, no more. I've let you all fuck me in what
ever way you wanted, please take me back now."
"Do you want this drink? If not we might as well get
you started on your next fantasy."
"No. I won't do it what ever it is you've got planned."
Then two men carried a low wooden table, maybe 30 cm
high & wide, and about a metre long, and placed it in
the middle of the floor, about where we'd just been
fucking.
"Ok, but I'm sure a few glasses of this would make it
easier for you."
"I'm not doing it. I'm not. I'll fucking scratch and
kick like a wild animal."
"Don't be silly. If you don't get yourself over to that
table, and get yourself spread out face down along it,
then we'll get the bull-whips, and thrash your fucking
hide, until you can't stand-up. So you'll end-up going
home, with marks you'll have to try and explain to your
mom and dad. But you'll still have given us our little
performance. So come-on now, be sensible."
"Sob! Sob! Sob! Sob! Sob! Sob! Sob! Sob! Please don't
make me. Sob! Sob! Sob! Sob! Sob! Sob! Sob! Sob!"
"Dry your eyes, and drink a few of these down."
"Sob! Sob! Sob! Sob! Sob! Sob! Sob! Sob! I-I don't want
a drink."
"Ok, then let's have you on the table."
He stood there holding out his hand towards me. I got
to my feet, and he led me to the table, like a lamb to
the slaughter. I was laid face down, and men either
side took hold of my arms and legs. I was bound to the
legs of this low wooden table in the kneeling position
on my hands and knees.
Before I'd heard the dogs being brought in, I'd already
guessed that was what I was being prepared for. Now
running into the room came two big German Shepard dogs,
both with long tongues hanging out and panting away.
They wasted no time at all in finding my pussy, and
they were both soon lapping away with those big long
tongues. Well I suppose I have to admit that sex with
dogs is one of my fantasies, I've seen loads of
pictures, and a few videos. It fascinated me for a long
while, and I've talked to guys on the net about it. But
it was one thing, which I never would have had the
courage to try.
Well now it was happening, and not in private, but in
front of a room full of perverted bastards who'd
tricked me out to their hunting lodge. So as with the
double fucking, this session started with me being on
edge, and not really in the mood to try this out. But
also like the double fucking I'd just been given, it
didn't take these dogs long to melt away my resistance.
Their tongues were so forceful, and also so long, this
was a licking like no other licking I'd ever been
given.
Although I was bound to the table, at this point it
would not have been necessary, as I had now resigned
myself to taking my first dog fucking. And in fact, the
licking I was getting had got me to the point where I
couldn't wait for one of the dogs to mount me.
But before either of them started to climb aboard, I
had one of the men kneeling himself down in front of my
face, with his big hard dick pointing to my mouth. I
opened my mouth, but as my hands were tied, I could
only suck him, and he was stroking his own shaft. The
introduction of his dick into my mouth distracted me
momentarily. Because, as he was entering my throat, I
now had to concentrate on my breathing.
Then without warning, I felt the big heavy weight land
on my back, and the front legs tucking themselves
around my waist. Now his pointy dick was stabbing
wildly around the tops of my legs. That's it, he's
found his mark, and up it goes. I have to say, it's a
little disappointing, because it is so little. I'd
expected something a lot bigger, going by pictures I'd
seen. Shit he's slipped out, and now he's dismounted.
He runs around to where the man is thrusting hard, and
starts licking around my mouth, while the man fucks
away at my face. But wait, the other dog is mounting
me; he lands his weight much more gently, and is up me
with his second stab. Then he was thrusting wildly, and
although his dick was only small as it slid up the
first time, it rapidly began swelling, until it was now
not only very long, but big and fat, stretching my
pussy.
He rammed me hard and fast, and I was sure I could feel
the infamous 'Knot' that everybody talks about with dog
fucking. It was somehow different to being fucked by a
man, as when a man's dick is fully in, their body and
balls slap against you. But this dog, had a massive
swelling like a tennis ball in his dick, and as it
reached my pussy, it forced itself just a little
further in each time. It was almost like my pussy was
opening up wider and wider, with every push. I now knew
it wouldn't be long before he'd be knotted firmly to
me. Oh god, that was almost in. Oh YES!
Oh my god, I've just been double fucked by a gang of
brutal bastards, but they never even got close to this!
His knot was now securely inside me, and my belly was
swollen like I don't know what! But still his shaft
continues to thrust deep into me, pumping like crazy.
Oh yes he's cumming, I can feel it warm inside me. But
he just keeps cumming, and it squirting out of my pussy
alongside the ramming dick.
At last he stops, and instantly dismounts from my back.
So although he is facing the other way, his dick is
still firmly locked into my pussy, by the huge knot.
Everybody thinks this very amusing, and in someway I'm
glad I'm tied to the table. I've heard stories of girls
being dragged around stuck to the back end of the dog
that has just fucked them; at least I'm anchored firmly
in one place.
The other dog is trying to mount, but he can't get
access, until the first dog yields his position. And
the man fucking my face is now about to cum. He pulls
out, and starts shooting his cum in my face and hair.
The first dog mounts me again, pushing the intruding
dog aside, and ramming me wildly again. This time, I'm
already a long way towards being aroused, so when he
starts to fuck, I'm humping with him. The second dog is
now licking the spunk from my face and hair. All sense
of shame or humiliation are gone, and I take the dog
like I'm being fucked by my master. I now know the
telltale signs of his impending spunk, and I bring my
pussy to a crescendo to coincide with his. Oh fucking
yesssssssss. Yes. Yes. Oh God Yes.
Boy was that some fuck, my pussy is pulsing wildly even
though he is lifting himself off. Oh god, his dicks
just slipped out, big fat knot and all. Ugg. The second
dog lands on my back like a sack of potatoes. His dick
stabs, and he's found my hole. Oh yes, he's bigger this
time, he must have been getting worked-up while he was
watching. Now his knot is pushing at my hole. Oh yes,
that's it. He's in! No problem this time.
Now like the first dog, his dick and knot are
stretching my pussy, and he's ramming relentlessly. I
begin to think my best plan is to try to get as aroused
as I can, as quickly as possible. But as my hands are
tied, all I have at my disposal it my imagination. So
as he humps, I visualise the men all around me, like
they were earlier. I feel my orgasm building, and I
know it will only take a signal from the dog, to make
my pussy once again explode.
Now the dog begins his jerking action, and I feel his
spunk squirting inside me. My pussy begins pulsing, and
flooding juices from around his pumping dick. He pumps
spunk for what seems an eternity. But eventually, he is
spent out, and drops himself to the floor. I'm pleased
to find my plan of getting myself as aroused as
possible has worked, and as he turns away from me, his
big swollen dick, knot and all, pull out with an
audible, "Plop."
I half expected they'd let the first dog re-mount me,
but I was pleasantly surprised to hear,
"Ok boys, I think that will do for tonight's
entertainment."
And with that they began to untie me. I was helped to
my feet, and then allowed to dress. Within minutes, I
was being thrown from side to side as the big 4 x 4
made its way back along the rough track through the
forest. We travelled in silence, and the journey took
for ever. But eventually we stopped, and Robin turned
to me,
"Ok girl. Hope you're ok. I don't think we hurt you.
Your car is over there. I'll look for you on line, but
I'll understand if you don't want to talk to me. No
hard feelings?"
I gave him the most menacing look I could muster,
"Fuck-off you bastard, if I thought it would do any
good, I'd phone the police."
And with that I slammed the door as hard as I could;
I'm surprised the door glass didn't break. There was a
scrubbing noise of tyres, and the wheels spun on the
loose gravel surface as he sped away.
Well that's the end of that tale, and I guess the moral
is, don't trust anyone. Did he try to contact me on
line? Did I talk to him and his friends? Did we arrange
another meeting, where one of his friends brought along
a horse?
The only way you'll know is to read part two.
Thanks for reading, and please feel free to email me at
Lord_John_Thomas@hotmail.com
It is only the feedback from readers that make the
effort of writing worthwhile, and I will answer all
mail received (eventually). I would particularly like
to hear comments from Girls living in England. To
ensure I accept your mail, make sure your mail has
'Story Feedback' as a subject, all other mail to this
account is deleted as spam.
I will take this opportunity to apologise for miss-
spelling, typos, and words used in the wrong context.
My stories are written for people who like sexual
fantasies, and I do not claim to have any literary
skills. But if you do want to email me with any
criticisms, this is also welcome, providing it is
explained in a constructive manner. General terms like
'Wouldn't have been so bad were you not half illiterate
to judge by some of the spelling' or 'there are a
number of spelling and grammatical errors' are not
constructive. If you can see the mistakes, email me
direct, pointing them out. That way, perhaps I can
improve my writing to the level that my next story
might appeal to you.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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