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MIchael34786aa 62M
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7/2/2015 2:07 pm

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7/27/2015 1:23 pm

2. They meet

2. the Stable(2): The Collar

Jennifer, and her friend Linsey, went to the supermarket in order to pick up some items for the party; they are having later, on.
Jennifer turns to Linsey, so what are we picking up, what do we need to rock the house tonight. Well, let’s see, as she pulls a list out of her pocket, I wrote it up earlier, and I checked out what we have, and what we don’t, as she looked at the list, dam we need a lot. Well, let’s start in aisle one, and work our way across. Jen looked at the list Lin was carrying, are you sure we have enough money for all that crap. Come on! Shrimp, clams, a cheese platter, ok, let’s get the most important thing first the shrimp, you can’t have a party, without the shrimp.

Jen, and Lin pushed the cart over to the seafood area, and Lin looked at Jen, whatcha staring at. Jen, was fixated on a guy in a black leather jacket, and jeans, over by the meat section. I think that’s him. Who, you mean the guy from last week, Lin whispered back in an excited tone. You mean grandpa. Jen looked at her for a second, pissed, don’t call him that ever again, or I’ll kick your ass. Lin was taken back, then again whisper even lower, but he’s old. Jen eyes bulged in anger, then fired back, you don’t get it, do you, you’re just clueless, then she push the cart away from Lin, and started heading over in the direction of the guy.

Hey, Michael is that you. The guy in the jacket turned around and then greeted her with a smile, Hey lil girl, were have you been. Jen looks at him in disbelief, and her mouth gapes a little, well, Mister, I have been trying to get ahold of you for the past week, how come you don’t text me back. Michael then reaches into his pocket and pulled out his phone, and showed it to her, as he flipped it open. The screen is busted up, I tried calling but all I got was the dam machine saying mailbox full. She then closes up his phone, and hands it back to him, in a quick manner, then starts to turn her cart around in embarrassment. Michael, then barks out, hey where are you going. She then turns her head around, and lifts up her hand, as to tell him to stop, then drops her arm. I’ll stop by later, I’m sorry about the mailbox, then, starts to walk away again feeling frazzled.

Jen walks up to Lin, and looks down at the shrimp, so, Lin whispers to Jen, what happen, as she was trying to make sure she doesn’t look conspicuous, like two spies passing secrets. Lin, looks over at Jen, I think I just made myself, look like a une plaisanterie idiote. Aw baby Lin says and smiles, I see you still keeping up on your French. Come on he’s moving, let’s follow him.

The girls follow him outside and watch him walk over to a motorcycle, and he started loading the bags onto the bike. Nice, Lin teased, you’re going to be a motorcycle momma, let me know when you’re going to be out on the highway, and then you can whip them bad boys out, I can’t wait to tag that picture. Jen, looked at her in discuss, and then elbowed her. I didn’t know he had a bike, it’s nice, and freaken bright red, fire engine red, dam I didn’t know they made red that red.

As, I finish loading the saddle bags and grabbed my helmet, I tossed my leg across the bike and looked into the mirror; I could see Jen, and her friend spying on me, and I thought to myself, they sucked at being spies, they almost knocked down a displace in the supermarket following me. I took out my key and brought the bike to life, and looked down at the engine, rocking back and forth playing my favorite song. I sat down in the seat, and dropped the bike into first, and with a loud clank, I slowly let the clutch out, and started to move forward, and I twisted the throttle, to have the bike pull me into heaven.

A few hours few by; I was getting ready to do some cleaning in the stable in the back, when the doorbell chimed. I opened the door and there stood Jen in a different look, more like a young girl, with a white tank top, and short denim cut offs, with the pockets hanging out of the bottom, and a bright red keds sneakers. I then checked out her face which was more natural this time, and her hair was pulled back into two pigtails. So, whatcha doing, she said with a smile, then she pulled her arms back, and started to sway back and forth, to show of her chest. Well, I’m heading into the back, and doing some spring cleaning, in the stables. She gave me a large smile, you have horses, I love to ride. I returned the smile, well to tell you the truth, no, right now I’m just using it for storage. She then gave me a little girl pout, and I was waiting for her to say, buy me a pony daddy, but she didn’t happen, and she took a couple of steps backwards, then perked up, ok, I’ll help you out, but in return, you have to cook me dinner.

Well, I chucked, that’s not a bad trade off, especially since you don’t know what you’re getting yourself into, I then closed the door and lead her back to the stable. We walked thru the tall grass up to the door, and I unlocked the pad lock standing guard over the building. I then held the door open as she walked in. Dam she said, are those cob webs or are they ropes, as she ducked down to avoid them. Holy shit, this place is huge, how many can fit in this place? About 8, I said, then I pointed toward the back, we are going to start working in the back, and work our way forward, here take the broom and knock down the cob webs since you’re so fond of them.
Really, she said, you know if I find whatever is building them, I’m going to scream. No problem, I chucked, I’ll protect you from those nasty bugs. She started knocking down the webs, like Babe Ruth trying to hit one out of the park, and then she turned towards me after a few more swings, hey what’s this? I turned around, dam what does she have a homing device implanted in her. Oh, that, well it’s called a spreader. Huh, she said, as she pulled it out of its hiding spot, what is it used for? Yup, I thought to myself, this day is shot to hell once she hears what it’s used for. It’s used in bondage, here let me have that, I took it from her, and started to explain about the 4 rings that were attached to the wood how it held and also positioned the person. She gave me her wicket smile again, yea she said, show me, hook me up.

Ok, I then took out a pillow, out of a box, and tossed it on the floor, she then looked at me. I’m not getting down on that dirty floor. I then opened another box, and pulled out a blanket and layed it out and then tossed the pillow on top of it. Better? She just smiled with approval, I then went into another box and pulled out some old leather wrist cuffs, and open another box and pulled out the matching pair for the ankles , and then I thought to myself, I have to get organized then another thought popped in, dam I have to been getting old, here I am about to spread a beautiful woman, and I’m thinking about organizing my crap.

I put the old cuffs on her, and I looked in her eyes, ok, before we play, there are some rules. Have you heard the term a safety words, when it becomes too much, as in pain, or anything else, you just say red light, and we will stop. If the pain is starting too becoming too much, but you still want to play, say yellow light, and we will move onto something else, understand. She just gave me those brown puppy eyes and just nodded. Ok, now knee down on the blanket, and put your ankles on the outside of the wood, I then clipped them into place with some old carbines I found. Now place your head on the pillow, and slide your arms between your legs towards me. In a couple of seconds she was hooked up, and I looked at her, are you’re ok, and then just as she nodded the expression of being vulnerable surfaced to her face.

I then walked in front of her, and crouched down, and said in a soft voice. This IS, what you wanted, you must know you have been bad, should I punish you? She slid her face on the pillow, and said in a choke up whimper, yes, and slid her face downwards on the pillow as if she was trying to hide her emotions. I then open another box and pulled out an old scourge, which I made, I felt the old leather cascading from the handle, it started talking back to me, it still had some life in it.

I walked back over to her, holding the old scourge in both hands, like a father holding his newborn , and crouched down, she just looked. This is my fondness ceremonial tool, it isn’t a sex toy, and you will be the first to experience besides myself, you see I’m also an elder witch, and back then, our tradition was handed down from witch to witch, female to male, and then male to female, we didn’t have amazon, we only had one book, our coven book of shadows, which we copied by hand, and the scourge was one of the most important tool we had, it opened us up to perform magick. I then stood up and dropped the leather lace on the floor and dragged in front of her to build up the tension. I walked to the rear and straighten out my arm, so I wouldn’t harm her.

With my head on the pillow, the only thing I could see is the scourge being dragged on the floor, and I could feel my rear and back tighten up with anticipation of the contact, then I heard three pops, what was that I thought. I then heard Michael say, you mother fuckers; I’m going to kill you for this. Then he hit the floor in a loud boom. All I could think of, is he ok, I tried to look, but all I could see is the back of his head, but he was still breathing. Then I was able to twist my head to see boots walking into the stable. Then a voice broke the silence in a southern drawl. Dam, he’s a big mother fucker, now what the fuck are we going to do with her. Another voice boomed with authority, take her with us, we can use her as bargaining chip, now he has no choose but to work with us. The last thing I heard was a pop, and all that went thru my mind was Michael.



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