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Life was good, I was fulfilled. I had both the Flouncytrousers wrapped around my, well... Anyways, I had now experienced something that I had never thought possible, the high life, many people wondered at my appearances at formal functions, at how the Flouncytrousers took me everywhere, but none of us minded. But then it happened, the abduction of Lord!
Lady and I raced down the hallway after the guard, who immediately began stripping bits of his clothing off, to reveal a black combat vest and a black shirt over green camouflage pants. Lady, who was spry as ever, jumped into the air and landed a kick on the back of the ex-guards neck, which snapped like a twig under her 100 pounds of fury. Lord, who was either in shock or drugged fell limply from his grasp, flopping down onto the ground. Lady immediately rushed to his aid, just a the fist of a huge man came down and knocked her out. He grasped Lord and slung him over his shoulder. He then turned to me, clearly ready to snap me if I showed any signs of fighting, I didn't. I usually get scared at my own shadow, let alone this hulk of a man.
Laughing gruffly he turned his back on me and lumbered off, even as a crowd was forming around Lady. Seeing Lady lying there, hurt, sprung something in me I didn't know I had, not courage, but a cold fury that flowed through me, a cleansing pure passion. I went to the dead man that Lady had killed and picked up his gun, turning around I saw the hulk of a man that had taken the only two that had ever looked after me, I took aim and fired. Rather than aim for him, I had aimed for his ammo that was strapped to his back, bullets are a very highly explosive material, instead of my one bullet hitting him, hundreds of bits of exploded bullet shrapnel penetrated him. Stepping calmly from my place amidst the crowd of spectators, I went over to his corpse and picked Lord up and slung him across my shoulders, then went to check on Lady, who it seemed was almost fully recovered. Later while Lady and I were in the hotel, having escaped the calamity of scared tourists at the airport as quickly as possible we had gotten a phone call from the hospital informing us that Lord would be ok to be picked up tomorrow. Lady was ecstatic.
"I don't know how I could ever thank you Stable" She said.
"Oh I could think of a few ways" I said as I grasped her waist and pulled her closer to me. "Hail to the King, baby".
Deftly sliding my hands up her shirt and undoing her bra I lay her down on the bed, in what seemed like seconds both of us were naked and sweating, thrusting lustily against each other, when I was almost finished and Lady's moans were becoming more intense I push my throbbing erection near her face while she grabbed it and took it into her mouth, her lips and tongue working hard, just as I was about to release I performed the *Flaming Rudolph.....
*Note: Flaming Rudolph: When a chick sucks you off, you blow one on her grille, punch her in the nose, flip her around backwards, throw a pair of fake antlers on her head, light her hair on fire, and throw a rough one in her ass. (this is the holy grail of all sex acts. as far as research indicates, man has only gotten as far as to have the fake antlers in hand. however, that does not mean that it can't be accomplished.) Definition to be found at: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sexual-slang .Thanks to Alex M and others in my biol class for finding it.
Lady and I raced down the hallway after the guard, who immediately began stripping bits of his clothing off, to reveal a black combat vest and a black shirt over green camouflage pants. Lady, who was spry as ever, jumped into the air and landed a kick on the back of the ex-guards neck, which snapped like a twig under her 100 pounds of fury. Lord, who was either in shock or drugged fell limply from his grasp, flopping down onto the ground. Lady immediately rushed to his aid, just a the fist of a huge man came down and knocked her out. He grasped Lord and slung him over his shoulder. He then turned to me, clearly ready to snap me if I showed any signs of fighting, I didn't. I usually get scared at my own shadow, let alone this hulk of a man.
Laughing gruffly he turned his back on me and lumbered off, even as a crowd was forming around Lady. Seeing Lady lying there, hurt, sprung something in me I didn't know I had, not courage, but a cold fury that flowed through me, a cleansing pure passion. I went to the dead man that Lady had killed and picked up his gun, turning around I saw the hulk of a man that had taken the only two that had ever looked after me, I took aim and fired. Rather than aim for him, I had aimed for his ammo that was strapped to his back, bullets are a very highly explosive material, instead of my one bullet hitting him, hundreds of bits of exploded bullet shrapnel penetrated him. Stepping calmly from my place amidst the crowd of spectators, I went over to his corpse and picked Lord up and slung him across my shoulders, then went to check on Lady, who it seemed was almost fully recovered. Later while Lady and I were in the hotel, having escaped the calamity of scared tourists at the airport as quickly as possible we had gotten a phone call from the hospital informing us that Lord would be ok to be picked up tomorrow. Lady was ecstatic.
"I don't know how I could ever thank you Stable" She said.
"Oh I could think of a few ways" I said as I grasped her waist and pulled her closer to me. "Hail to the King, baby".
Deftly sliding my hands up her shirt and undoing her bra I lay her down on the bed, in what seemed like seconds both of us were naked and sweating, thrusting lustily against each other, when I was almost finished and Lady's moans were becoming more intense I push my throbbing erection near her face while she grabbed it and took it into her mouth, her lips and tongue working hard, just as I was about to release I performed the *Flaming Rudolph.....
*Note: Flaming Rudolph: When a chick sucks you off, you blow one on her grille, punch her in the nose, flip her around backwards, throw a pair of fake antlers on her head, light her hair on fire, and throw a rough one in her ass. (this is the holy grail of all sex acts. as far as research indicates, man has only gotten as far as to have the fake antlers in hand. however, that does not mean that it can't be accomplished.) Definition to be found at: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sexual-slang .Thanks to Alex M and others in my biol class for finding it.