Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)
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				Title: <strong>Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 20:18:46</strong>
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				Ellen looked out over her domain and smiled: it wasn't much, certainly wasn't nearly as much as she'd wanted when Ted divorced her, but there was a certain justice in knowing that the philandering jerkoff had for the most part paid for the start-up costs and initial inventory of <em>Hera's Closet</em>.&nbsp; After all, a discrete adult boutique was the last sort of thing he'd ever have expected her to open, and naming it for that most justifiably frustrated of loyal wives in Greek mythology...well, <span class="bbc_u">he</span> would never get the point, but enough of her customers seemed to grasp the joke.<br><br>Hiring staff had proven to be a little more challenging.&nbsp; She intended to attract, discretely, the good housewives of her fair community, but few of them would even think of applying to work at an adult store.&nbsp; She definitely didn't want staff who would intimidate, or worse leer at, the customers.&nbsp; But she couldn't yet afford to pay more than minimum wage (at least until Ted got off his whiny little-boy butt and started paying alimony)...<br><br>In the end she had hired three people: a cheerful grandmotherly woman named Fran, who was earthy and ribald and treated every customer as her best friend.&nbsp; Second was a recent college grad named Kali, who seemed to be an artist of some sort and whose primary concession to appearing professional had been to dye her hair all one color before starting.&nbsp; Lastly, there was Simon...<br><br>He was slight and slender and didn't look to be as old as he was, and she had initially hired him on impulse because he was also cute in a harmless sort of way.&nbsp; She'd had the distinct impression he was gay.&nbsp; Unfortunately, he didn't seem to know a dildo from a vibrator, blushed terribly whenever he had to restock the lingerie section, and generally fumbled about in a puppylike manner.&nbsp; Still, he was neat and polite and attentive to the customers, and he tried very hard to please, so she kept him on in spite of his failings.<br><br>A few weeks after opening, during one of the lulls that tended to come just after the weekend, she and Kali were going over the books in her office and sipping lattes from the bikini barista stand out in the strip-mall parking lot.&nbsp; The spiky haired artist paused for a moment and studied her auburn-haired, statuesgue employer for a long moment.<br><br>"Boss, there's something I think you should know about Simon."<br><br>Ellen looked up from the month's accounts (in the black, fortunately!) and raised an eyebrow.<br><br>"You mean there's something I should know about the way you ogle the girls at the latte stand?"<br><br>"Yeah, kind of.&nbsp; I'm gay.&nbsp; He isn't.&nbsp; Just thought you'd like to know."&nbsp; Kali paused, then shrugged.&nbsp; "And if I'm wrong about why you hired him, I'll shut up now."<br><br>Ellen frowned and Kali let the matter drop, and she had left things lie after that.&nbsp; Yet that conversation was the start of her growing interest in the young man, and her discrete observation whenever he was interacting with customers seemed to bear Kali's opinion out.&nbsp; He was cute and harmless, and more than a few of the frustrated housewives who shopped here seemed to find him pleasant enough, polite enough, and safe enough.<br><br>That was the problem.&nbsp; He was too nice!&nbsp; And as she watched him blush horribly while holding up various pieces of intimate wear for the chubby wife of a certain local clergyman, she realized that almost all of her customers also assumed that he was...<br><br>Oh, dear.&nbsp; No wonder.&nbsp; Pure as the wind-driven snow, innocent to the core, and here he was, doing his best...in a job that daily humiliated him.&nbsp; She couldn't help smiling at that, but left him alone for now.&nbsp; They'd be closing in an hour anyway, and then she'd have to call him into the office for a friendly little chat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 21:12:24</strong>
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				Simon had to be very desperate to take this job, and the letter's stuck to his fridge were a good indication of that. Money is money, and when the rent is due and a woman offers you work, you take it. Even if it was his personal 'nude at school' scenario.<br><br>He was about the most non-threatening person you could imagine, a small and clear set of glasses resting on a round face that was pale enough to show any minor reddening, which it did often. The shaggy mop of brown hair was so light it might have been blonde on a chart somewhere. His eyes were a faded green, large and curious when he wasn't hiding behind the register and praying that the pretty Goth girl didn't ask him for help or, even worse, advice.<br><br>He had absolutely no idea that his boss had thought he was gay.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 21:23:18</strong>
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				Finally the day was over, and Ellen told Simon to lock up and start cleaning while she ran the closing process and took care of the books.<br><br>"And when you're finished, I would like to speak with you for a few minutes," she added sternly, hoping to hide the wicked twinkle in her eye by keeping her tone professional.<br><br>Closing the office door, she shrugged out of her blazer, let her auburn hair down, and did her best to focus on the task at hand at least for as long as it would take poor Simon to finish.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 21:54:53</strong>
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				It was with the same manner of a deer creeping into an open garage that he stepped into her office, gently pushed back against her door to close it. He had no reason to suspect he was being fired... but his mind just tended to work towards such a conclusion, so he had a small lump in his throat.<br><br>"You wanted to see me boss?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 21:59:08</strong>
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				She gave him a tight smile.<br><br>"Sit down, Simon."<br><br>Pretending to mark the page she'd just read and re-read for the last five minutes, Ellen folded her hands on top of the binder and gave him a stern look over the rims of her glasses.<br><br>"How do you feel about this job, young man?&nbsp; Be honest, please."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 22:13:33</strong>
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				He pulled the chair back an inch and slipped onto it, sitting with his hands on his knee's, awkwardly bunching up his loose jeans. He'd peek over his glasses at her occasionally but meeting her eyes would make him quickly stare at the wall.<br><br>"M-my job?" He was slightly nervous, that paranoia returning. "Well, I can do it... just don't know the product so well yet" He blushed and broke eye contact, mind returning to the many sex toys he worked with.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 22:29:07</strong>
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				"They make you nervous.&nbsp; The stock, I mean.&nbsp; The lingerie, the toys..."<br><br>She studied her hands for a moment, then looked at him again and gave him a warmer smile.<br><br>"While it is true that you are not the most confident of salesmen, nor the most comfortable, your presence seems to be quite reassuring to the customers.&nbsp; They find you harmless, and thus more inviting than I, less overbearing than Fran, less disturbing than Kali...so no, I am not going to fire you."<br><br>She thought for a moment, testing her words carefully.<br><br>"It seems I hired you based in part upon an incorrect assumption.&nbsp; I owe you an apology for that, Simon, I truly do.&nbsp; The question is, what shall we do about it?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 22:36:41</strong>
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				At this, he looked up, head tilting slightly, a genuinely confused look on his face. "I don't understand..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 22:40:27</strong>
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				"This is a bit unprofessional, but...I thought you were...uhm..."<br><br>She blushed.<br><br>"Gay.&nbsp; And...that was not only inappropriate, it would appear to be untrue.&nbsp; So I owe you an apology for being a stupid, catty, brainless bitch about it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 22:51:18</strong>
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				His eyes flew open at this, his jaw dropping open, face going deep red. He groaned and dropped his head, hand covering his face. "Seriously? Oh man..." He couldn't have been more embarrassed!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 22:56:54</strong>
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				"Kali has explained my error to me, at length.&nbsp; I'm...very sorry."<br><br>She bit her lower lip for a moment, blushing even more deeply.<br><br>"I will understand if you'd prefer to move on to another job after this, if it makes you uncomfortable...but if you could see our way to remaining..."<br><br>She cleared her throat.<br><br>"This is more awkward than I'd expected."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 23:04:17</strong>
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				"No, no, no, it's okay..." He almost chuckled, shaking his head and sitting up, reviewing the situation. "I understand. Am I really..." He paused and held the arms of the chair, one knee crossing and leaning back a fraction, blushing and peeking almost at her eyes. "Ya know... gay looking?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 23:08:54</strong>
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				"You are shy, not aggressive...and there are people who assume that this means something that isn't entirely true."&nbsp; She leaned back, relaxing a little now that it seemed he wasn't going to be terribly upset.&nbsp; Then, before her brain could stop her mouth, she added...<br><br>"How would you like to have a girlfriend, Simon?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>29-01-2011, 08:40:19</strong>
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				He froze for a second at this, but the two weeks he had worked here had softened the blow that came from embarrassing or awkward situations. A month ago, that question would have had him looking at his feet and declaring on a knee jerk reaction that he 'doesn't think about that kind of stuff' and then not say a word unprompted. He hugged his elbows and looked down at his bent knee, squirming a little and piping up in a small voice.<br><br>"Of course I do... everyone wants someone"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-01-2011, 18:40:55</strong>
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				Ellen gave him a smile, her initial shock fading when he didn't bolt and run for cover.<br><br>"And a lover, don't forget that.&nbsp; You're an adult, after all.&nbsp; Adults can do adult things together.&nbsp; Lovely, wonderful, erotic, and wicked things.&nbsp; Not that Theodore was ever very good at any of them, too selfish and insecure to be a good lover."<br><br>Had she ever mentioned her ex-husband to Simon?&nbsp; She couldn't remember.&nbsp; But it hardly mattered now--she felt giddy, silly as a teenager, on the verge of propositioning this boy who was almost young enough to be her son, and an employee...and the thrill of the forbidden was driving her forward as much as the lonely ache at her core, the longing to have and hold.<br><br>"You don't mind the thought of an older woman, I hope."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 11:12:03</strong>
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				This was strange for him... he felt very awkward, but the pieces were still a jumble in his mind. Was she coming onto him? No, impossible...<br><br>His mind might have been deadlocked, but his body wasn't so slow to grasp her meanings, awkwardly trying to cover his bulge with an elbow without drawing attention.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 18:28:37</strong>
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				She stood and walked around the desk, stopping behind him and bending, slipping her arms around his chest until she was effectively pinning him down.&nbsp; Her lips brushed his ear, her voice now a heated and sultry whisper.<br><br>"Shall I put a collar on you and make you my own little pet?&nbsp; A pretty boy-slave, perhaps?&nbsp; I have some very wicked thoughts...I should probably be spanked, I'm so naughty!&nbsp; Would you like that, Simon?&nbsp; Being my little pet?"<br><br>She gave his ear a nibble.<br><br>"Or should I forget my wicked fantasies and let go of you, and then we both pretend this never happened, and leave you wondering what I'd do to you, and me wondering how good your lovely thick cock would feel in my hand, in my mouth, between my breasts..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 19:37:17</strong>
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				His shoulders tensed more the closer she got to him, not knowing what to do or say, his brain about as responsive as his body was. He drew in a slow breath as he felt the weight and the closeness, the hairs on his arms and the back of his neck standing up. Even with a stilted half-turn of his neck to catch a glimpse, he couldn't see her face, and having her above him like this, trapping him, unseen but felt and heard... he couldn't explain what it did to him, but it seemed to send small shivers down his body. Those erupted in a small, jerking motion, body straightening with an involuntary whimper.<br><br>She had him... it was futile, trying to figure how things had gotten like this, so much change, so fast. She had him in such a way he couldn't understand, all he knew was that he would have agreed to anything in that moment. He was scared, confused, and DRUNK with her control, her temptation...<br><br>"Boss..." Was the only syllable he could whisper, the rest of his words catching in his throat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 19:41:10</strong>
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				"What'll it be, Simon?&nbsp; Do you want me to touch you, to play with you, to do anything I want with your body and make you mine?&nbsp; Or shall we forget this ever happened?"<br><br>She whimsically pulled her hands slowly back across his chest, scraping his shirt with her fingernails and catching his nipples along the way.&nbsp; Then she nibbled his ear again.<br><br>"Is your cock getting hard, pretty boy?&nbsp; Does it ache?&nbsp; Do you need it stroked and sucked?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 20:19:25</strong>
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				He wanted it, badly, his hips lifting a little as she touched him, sighing. He reached back, wanting to grab something of hers, a bit of clothing or the back of her knee, just so he could lean back and mould himself into her, but the chair stopped him.<br><br>He leaned his head back and rubbed his nose against her throat, gasping the words bit louder then he intended to. "I do! Please..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 20:22:57</strong>
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				She scraped her fingernails across his nipple again.<br><br>"Do I get to do anything I want to you, baby?"<br><br>She nibbled his neck, just under his ear, then licked his skin, her tongue sliding slowly along.<br><br>"Should I do it here, or take you home?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 20:30:48</strong>
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				His whimper's so far had been small and coherent little outbursts of his complex tumble of emotions, but the more she tried to get out of him, the less constrained he was. He had no idea how sensitive he could be around his chest, or that he could even feel this sensitive at all. She already had her hooks into him... she didn't need more convincing, but she was doing it anyway!<br><br>He groaned and closed his eyes, trembling in her arms. He'd stopped caring about how surreal this all was... he just wanted her now. "Anything. Anything you want..." He mumbled, as if chewing his next word, testing it, tentatively whimpering "Now..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 20:35:13</strong>
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				She let go of him and stood up straight, backing off a little.<br><br>"Stand up, baby boy.&nbsp; Stand up and take your pants down while I go get something.&nbsp; You can take your shirt off, too, if you want."<br><br>Tousling his hair, she left the room to fetch a pair of padded handcuffs, a bullet vibe, and a bottle of lube.&nbsp; Then she returned, hoping to find him ready for playtime.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>31-01-2011, 10:48:20</strong>
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				This was all too surreal for him... her leaving gave him a moment to try and think, but his mind seemed sluggish, like her influence was forcing submission from him.<br><br>When she returned, he was standing as she told him to, his jeans around his shoes, pushing his shirt down to hide his modest, if typical bulge, though not much he could do would keep her from noticing. Looking down at his feet, his cheeks were aflame and his skinny shoulders bunched together.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>31-01-2011, 16:21:10</strong>
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				She grinned at him from the door, then clucked her tongue.<br><br>"None of that, now!&nbsp; No hiding!&nbsp; Shirt off, baby boy.&nbsp; Then put your hands behind your back for me."<br><br>She swiftly cuffed him, then wrapped one arm around his chest and pulled him against her so that she could nibble his ear again.<br><br>"No hiding that lovely cock from me!&nbsp; Especially not when it's playtime."<br><br>With her other hand she sought his shaft, squeezed it gently, and then ran fingers lightly along the underside.<br><br>"Mmmm!&nbsp; Nice!&nbsp; Much bigger than Teddy's.&nbsp; Guess those silly little girls at school never figured out what they're missing.&nbsp; Lucky me!"<br><br>She pulled her hands away, frustrating him a little...only to return seconds later, both hands spreading lube on him, one hand gripping his shaft and the other making circular motions around his head as if polishing it...the pleasure already almost overwhelming!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 12:49:58</strong>
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				He obeyed her every order without question, leaning back against her, naked, moaning and pushing up onto his toes to reach her hands. But she kept pulling away whenever he pushed forward, making him whine with need. He reached back to place his hand on her hip, groaning and pressing his knuckles to his mouth to try and stifle the sounds he was making.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-02-2011, 17:12:14</strong>
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				"None of that!&nbsp; I want to hear your little noises," she whispered in his ear, running one hand up to play with his nipples as she slowed her strokes.&nbsp; Nuzzling his neck, she switched hands...pinching his other nipple and fondling his cock and balls playfully.&nbsp; She even slipped one finger back to tease his perineum.<br><br>"Does it feel good, baby boy?"<br><br>Her finger quested a bit lower, pressing against his anus.<br><br>"How about here?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>04-02-2011, 08:02:22</strong>
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				He groaned, louder then he meant to, doubling over and putting one hand on the back of the chair to brace himself, gasping and whimpering something unintelligible. The prodding at his anus got a buck and a startled yelp from him, moaning and pushing up over the chair with both hands, rear stuck up in the air for her.<br><br>He didn't know what she was doing to him, but he couldn't resist even if he wanted to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-02-2011, 17:01:35</strong>
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				She laughed and kissed his neck again.<br><br>"You like that, don't you?"&nbsp; She hugged him tighter, letting go of his cock and slipping her hand back to fondle his ass and tease his back door some more.&nbsp; "You'd let me fuck you like a man, wouldn't you?&nbsp; Right now, if I wanted..."<br><br>Her finger pressed firmly against him, seeking entry.<br><br>"I'll tell you a secret, baby boy.&nbsp; I've had a fantasy for years about taking a pretty little boy like you with a strap-on.&nbsp; Making him squirm and blush and cry as I fuck his tight bottom and play with his cock...but my ex was never quite man enough to let me try, the selfish prick..."<br><br>She moved her hand from his chest to his chin, turning his head so that she could kiss his lips.<br><br>"Do you have any idea how turned on I am, right now, just with that thought?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 16:16:00</strong>
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				He would... he would let her. He might have let her do anything, even if his outlook of 'anything' was very narrow. But it was the small show of need that won him over, the second of weakness that he caught a glimpse of when she let down her barriers.<br><br>Shaking a little, he mumbled and looked over his shoulder. He hadn't ever pictured a 'boss' with needs or wants... they were always just that, a boss. Someone who lead the work day and paid for his rent. When he looked on her like another person, like he did now, he wanted to help her get what she wanted.<br><br>"Let me help" He whispered, putting aside his rocketing nerves for a second.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 17:50:20</strong>
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				She pouted.<br><br>"But I like you, handcuffed and helpless and oh so passive while I tease you!"<br><br>She nibbled his ear again, tongue probing as her fingers continued to play and probe.<br><br>"What'll you do if I unlock them? Tell me, pretty baby boy, what I'll get if I show you mercy..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 09:41:07</strong>
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				"I don't wanna get out..." He wriggled uncomfortably, looking away, still very confused and embarrassed. He tried to talk again but that bite caught him by surprise and his word was strangled short by a yelp, breath quickening. "I just want to help..." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 17:25:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Help?"<br><br>She turned him partway and kissed him, her tongue pushing into his mouth aggressively.<br><br>"You want to touch me, is that it, baby boy?"<br><br>She stepped back, pulling her hands away and giving him more freedom of movement...not that the confines of her office allowed for much of that for either of them.<br><br>"Maybe I should take you home with me so we can do this properly."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 14:17:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The look he shot her over his shoulder at the idea of going to her place was like a puppy with one ear up and it's head half cocked, wondering if it had heard it's favourite treat words right.<br><br>"I... I don't know..." He hid his pink face in her desk, the cuffs rattling. "I'm never gone home with anyone before..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 16:53:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She reached out, giving his butt a quick and playful swat before running her fingers lightly over his flesh.<br><br>"Do you want me to take you home and fuck you, Simon?&nbsp; Not 'have you ever', but 'do you want'."&nbsp; She smiled wickedly at him.&nbsp; "Do I get to take you home and keep you in my bed for a while, my own naughty, horny little boy-toy?&nbsp; Because while I will enjoy fucking you with a strap-on, that isn't all I want to do, and isn't all I will do with you."<br><br>She reached under to fondle his balls and cock again.<br><br>"I want to enjoy the feel of this sweet specimen up inside, your cum shooting into my belly while I grind you down into the mattress.&nbsp; Or hear you beg while I give you a nice, long, slow blowjob..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>09-02-2011, 16:09:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Why did she keep going? Why keep tormenting him like this? He was already putty in her hands, she could do everything to him that she described, and more, and he didn't even understand half of it. She'd won, but she wouldn't stop, and it was driving him crazy just as much as her expert hands and teeth were.<br><br>He moaned loudly, pushing back against her and huffing. "Yes! Please take me home boss, please!" He didn't care if he was loud, he was beyond timidness at this point. He wanted this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-02-2011, 16:40:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gave him a swat on the butt.<br><br>"Get dressed, then."<br><br>She pulled away and grabbed her things, then disappeared into the stock room for a few minutes, only to re-emerge with a few items discretely tucked into a bag.&nbsp; She held the door for him, locked up, and all but shoved him into her car...<br><br>Frustratingly, she behaved herself on the short drive--no lusty looks or wandering hands, but as soon as the garage door closed behind them, as soon as he'd set foot in the house, she pulled him into a long, groping embrace and kissed him thoroughly.&nbsp; Guiding both of his hands to her firm, well-toned ass, she fondled his cock through his jeans as her tongue played between his lips and around his tongue.<br><br>Then she was pushing him down, bending him over the kitchen table, yanking his pants down and spanking him lightly, laughing softly as he squirmed...her fingernails dragging lightly over his skin, tickling his balls.&nbsp; She pulled a toy out of the bag and pressed it to his lips...<br><br>"Wanna suck this before I push it in you, baby boy?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>10-02-2011, 15:46:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sitting in her car was worse then when he had had to sit in his mums car when she took him to the doctor. The 'big boy' Dr that would give him a magazine and put him in a quiet room with a cup. It was the same looming, awkward situation, only a thousand fold.<br><br>Walking into her house sent all the hairs on his neck up, and he yelped when she grabbed him and spun him about to face her. Most of the twitch reflex struggling and locked up nerves had worn off by this point, so he wasn't so much a stunned kitten now as he was a skittish but curious one. He pushes towards her attention enough to show he wanted it, but his inexperience and 'wussiness' was still showing like a search beacon.<br><br>He did freeze up a second when she bent him over though. For some reason, things effected him more if he couldn't see her... it sent his skin abuzz. He was a bit surprised, maybe even a bit panicky, when she nudged his mouth with the dildo. He wasn't a lobotomy patient, he knew that it was likely going to happen, all things considered, but it still didn't stop that second of resistance in his mind. He was, as far as he knew, a straight male... you don't just 'get over it' in 2 seconds.<br><br>At her words, he tentatively nudged at it with his nose in an awkward movement that started as him opening his mouth and ended in a little lick to the head.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-02-2011, 16:58:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughed as he licked the toy, kept it where it was, stroked his bottom and his balls and his cock gently.<br><br>"Good boy!&nbsp; You'll get a lovely reward soon, I promise."<br><br>Bending, she kissed the back of his neck, then his ear.<br><br>"And later, after I've pegged you, I will want your lovely cock all the way up inside me!&nbsp; All the way up into my womb, your hot cum filling me...mmmm, yes."<br><br>Nibbling his ear gently, she pulled the toy away.<br><br>"I should lube this up first.&nbsp; I don't want to hurt you, after all.&nbsp; Just make you cry and squirm a little."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>14-02-2011, 05:04:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still shaking a little, he obediently stayed where she instructed him to, bent over the table, occasionally trying to see her when she left his vision, peeking over his shoulder. He didn't need to be particularly perverted to know where that dildo was going, but his naive nature kept him a little hopeful and confused, like maybe he was wrong and she wouldn't be doing what he thought she would.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-02-2011, 05:08:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She poured a generous amount of lube on the toy, then pressed it against him as she knelt behind him.<br><br>"Relax, baby boy."<br><br>She thumbed the power switch to 'on', and the powerful vibrations added to the sensation of being gingerly, gently, carefully violated...and then, as she pushed the toy inside him, she ran her tongue along the underside of his hard shaft!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>16-02-2011, 13:57:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He whimpered a little at the prodding, but when it slipped inside of him he groaned and bumped his knees against the table, pushing forward and biting his lip to keep from making a louder noise. He was up on his toes at this point.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-02-2011, 17:16:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughed softly at his reaction.<br><br>"Feels nice, doesn't it, baby boy?&nbsp; Want it deeper?"<br><br>Without waiting for his answer, she pushed the toy further in, wiggling it a little.&nbsp; Then she bent her neck and closed her lips around his cock and sucked...the wet warmth of her mouth a novel and intense pleasure, much different than his own hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>21-02-2011, 15:57:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He bucked forward in surprise, exclaiming and shooting a look over his shoulder. The sudden drive inside of him hurt a little, since he had never taken anything down there before, but she had spent enough time loosening him up that it was only a slight stinging, completely shadowed by the new and strange pleasure.<br><br>Groaning, he gripped the table and gave one jerking, writhing buck towards her mouth, entire body shaking as he came.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-02-2011, 18:16:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She hummed around his cock, eagerly swallowing his load as she pumped the toy slowly in and out, fucking him with it until the last of his spasms faced.&nbsp; Straightening up, she pulled the toy out and patted his rump.<br><br>"There!&nbsp; Does that feel better?"<br><br>She gave him a harder swat.<br><br>"Let's go upstairs.&nbsp; I want to tie you up and let you watch me play around until you're ready for a slow stroking."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>24-02-2011, 06:13:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was still reeling, practically in shock, draped over the table a limp and useless pile. But like any other tired work day, he followed her instructions as if on auto-pilot, dragging himself off of the table with a groan and a mumbled "Yes Boss", following her up the stairs.<br><br>His legs were weak and still wobbly, so he had to lean on her half way up the stairs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-02-2011, 06:16:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughed and slipped an arm around his waist to steady him.<br><br>"Or would you rather cuddle?&nbsp; I don't have to do everything with you, all at once."&nbsp; Impulsively, she bent to kiss him just under one ear.&nbsp; "I want to.&nbsp; But I can wait, if you need time."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>28-02-2011, 09:05:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stop? No way! Thats what he would have blurted out if she hadn't kissed him like that, and the awkward push he made to follow her mouth as it pulled away made his cheeks sear. "No... I'm good" He smiled sheepishly up at her, a little unsure of himself but now that most of the shock was gone, he was enjoying this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-02-2011, 16:44:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good."<br><br>She hugged him, pushing him forward so that she could slip behind, her hand traveling his chest and her hips bumping suggestively against his butt.<br><br>"So I'm not so scary after all," she teased, nuzzling his neck.&nbsp; "That's good!"<br><br>She scraped her fingernails lightly over his skin, catching a nipple briefly as her lips closed on his earlobe.<br><br>"Shall I do more?&nbsp; Perhaps you'd like to stroke it for me while I have you, nice and slow, with a strap-on?&nbsp; On your back, so I can watch your face?&nbsp; See you blush, watch you come..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>07-03-2011, 10:53:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His knees shook at her hushed voice, hugging her arms around himself and pressing back against her, putting one knee down on one of the steps to support himself. He felt like he was being mounted on the staircase, and the knowledge of what they just did, and what they were about to do once they got to her room, had his whole body aflame.<br><br>He had said he wasn't gay, and he didn't really know how he felt towards being penetrated, but it hadn't been so bad... it had been too quick for him to really think on it, so he was both nervous and a little excited about trying again.<br><br>A husky gasp was all he could make in response. "Please..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>07-03-2011, 17:18:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She kissed his neck, one hand roaming his chest before returning to tease his nipple once more.<br><br>"I'll be gentle, I promise.&nbsp; I want you to enjoy being fucked...being taken..."<br><br>Her laugh was soft and warm in his ear.<br><br>"It's more fun if you like what I'm doing with you!"<br><br>She urged him into the bedroom and pushed him down on the bed, bending to kiss him thoroughly and touching him gently here and there, teasing and pleasing instead of directly stimulating.<br><br>"After I have you, would you like to be inside me?&nbsp; Return the favor by fucking me?&nbsp; Or should I tie you to the bed, push a plug up inside you to keep your lovely cock nice and hard, and then ride you cowgirl style?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>09-03-2011, 17:04:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was in a trance, completely in her power, looking up at her and shaking at the mention of all the things she could do to him... all the things he would let her do.<br><br>"Anything..." He whispered in a shuddering voice, erect against her leg. "Anything you want"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-03-2011, 18:36:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Lie down, baby boy, because I'm going to tie you up before I slide my big rubber cock up your tight little butt and stroke your lovely cock!"<br><br>She nibbled his ear, pinching one nipple lightly.<br><br>"I'm so wet just thinking about having you!&nbsp; Promise to make sweet little noises while I push inside?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>16-03-2011, 19:29:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He yelped and arched up under her from that pinch, his body apparently very sensitive at the moment. His twitch became a wriggling little backwards crawl with his heels and elbows, closing his eyes and filling his lungs so his chest stuck out.<br><br>"Please, just do it..." He was so nervous and confused, he felt like the longer he had to think, the more he would panic. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-03-2011, 19:40:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gave him another pinch.<br><br>"I can tie you up later," she mused, bending to kiss him on the lips.&nbsp; "Stroke your lovely cock for me, baby boy."<br><br>Backing away, she stripped off her clothes and disappeared from view, kneeling to recover something from her closet floor.&nbsp; When she stood up, he could see that she had a black leather harness with silvery studs on it, two tantalizing inserts inside and a frighteningly lifelike eleven inch vibe jutting impudently from the front.&nbsp; Spreading a healthy amount of lube on the two toys inside the harness, she slipped into it and settled it snugly around her hips: the double intrusion made her blush and gasp.<br><br>"Ahhh, yeah, that's nice!"<br><br>Smiling at him, she unrolled a condom over the toy, then lubed it...and got on the bed, scooting close and grabbing him by one ankle, pressing it against him.<br><br>"Look at me, Simon.&nbsp; I want to see your cute little face when I fuck you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>23-03-2011, 10:19:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Doing as he was told, he began to rub himself, sitting up on one elbow, his cheeks burning from the embarrassment. He had been caught touching himself once, and he had been a timid recluse for a week after. To sit there and stroke with someone watching was unbearable...<br><br>But before today, he hadn't even let anyone see him naked. <br><br>His eyes lit up when she came back, watching that toy with a sudden flutter in his heart. He had begged on pure impulse, but seeing it, coming for him like this, scared him and aroused him so much more because of it. He made a panicked whimper when she grabbed his ankle, gulping and looking back up at her, just like she ordered him to.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-03-2011, 16:31:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Relax.&nbsp; I don't want this to hurt you."<br><br>She pressed the head of the dildo against his anus and pushed, her movements slow but firm, until it slipped inside.&nbsp; Giggling at the expression on his face and the noises he made, she pushed deeper...little by little, letting it sink into him gradually, violating him an inch at a time.<br><br>"Ooooo, yeah!&nbsp; Here we go."<br><br>Biting her lower lip, blushing like a schoolgirl caught doing something naughty, she let go of his ankle and reared back...her full breasts, the nipples almost painfully hard with arousal, bouncing as she moved.<br><br>"How's it feel, baby boy?&nbsp; Does it feel good in there?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-03-2011, 10:38:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grunting, he arched his back and tensed, reaching up to take his glasses off and placing them awkwardly on the bedside table. His hand gripped the wood, his other coming to his face, chewing his nails like he always did when he was nervous or flustered.<br><br>"Yes Boss" He mumbled meekly, pushing his heels into the bed so he could push back closer to the headboard, staring up at her with the helpless and needy expression of a puppy getting a good tummy rub.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-03-2011, 17:26:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughed and pulled almost all the way out, then pushed in...thrusting slowly, gently, biting her lower lip and groaning with her own heat as she fucked him.<br><br>"So hot," she whispered, guiding one of his hands to her full breasts.&nbsp; "Here, baby boy, play with Mommy's big boobies while she fucks your ass!"<br><br>Gradually, as he seemed to adjust, she sped her pumping, pushing a little deeper.&nbsp; She ran both hands down his chest, teasing his nipples.<br><br>"Gonna shoot soon, baby boy?&nbsp; Or does Mommy need to jerk your sweet cock for you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>26-03-2011, 08:48:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Please jerk me Momma!" His eyes lit up immediately after, realizing what he just said and clapping his hand over his mouth. Did he <em>really</em> just call her that? Not that it kept his mind occupied for more then a few seconds, since the dildo rammed up against his sensitive insides again and made him groan into his hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-03-2011, 18:52:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Driving the thick toy all the way inside him, until the base of the dildo pressed against his stretched hole, she took him in hand and stroked his cock with firm, sure movements.<br><br>"Do you want to come for Mommy, Baby Boy?"<br><br>She grinned, then slowed down just enough to make the frustrated pleasure almost agonizing.<br><br>"Let's see how pretty you are when you come!"<br><br>Grinding her hips to make the dildo shift inside his ass, she strokes him as hard as she can, eyes glowing with mischief and excitement, intent on bringing him to orgasm as fast as possible.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>29-03-2011, 18:35:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had never felt anything so... intense. It was like his body had gone into shock, reacting on its own, his sweat drenched back arching up, thrashing a few times as he yelped and moaned. He hit the bed and grabbed a handful of sheets as he did, screwing his eyes shut as his muscles locked up. In his wild, spasmodic orgasm, he soaked himself from the neck down, his red and pulsing cock throbbing in her hand, still solid after his body gave its last twitch.<br><br>Panting for breath, he stared up at the roof with glassy, half closed eyes, limp and hot.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-03-2011, 18:42:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laughing, she pulled the toy out, stripped off the condom, and wiped the toy clean with a tissue before lying next to him and kissing his ear.<br><br>"How was that, baby boy?&nbsp; Did you like it?"<br><br>She nibbled his ear, her breath hot on his skin.<br><br>"<em>I</em> enjoyed that very much..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>03-04-2011, 14:03:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Wincing, he tucked his legs in, the throbbing from the intrusion making him shift uncomfortably. Blushing, he nodded, hiding his red face in her shoulder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hera's Closet (Sabby/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-04-2011, 17:51:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She licked his hear, then tilted his chin up with one hand to kiss him, her tongue trying to slide down his throat.&nbsp; Then she cuddled him for a while.<br><br>"How would you like to stay here with me for a while, Simon?&nbsp; Be my boyfriend?"<br><br>Her fingers played down his cum-splattered belly to tease his cock.<br><br>"Be my lover."
			</dd>
		</dl>
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