Sunday, April 14, 2013

Pillow Talk

Lying in bed last night was my first opportunity to tell Master all about the talk I went to yesterday.  He was doing other things so he did not attend with me.  He having a good time also.   I went with Mystique and some other friends, after Master dropped me off there at the coffee shop in Madison.  

After I told him all about what I had learned of Leather history, the subject of Gor came up because I had seen Tarnsman of Gor in the used book store at which we stopped on the way home.   I didn't buy it, and he wanted to know why not.   I said I was too embarrassed, and he said I should have told him, he would have bought it for me.  But I'm not sure I even want to read one.  I glanced through it and it looked pretty silly.   

Then he started talking about John Carter novels vs. Gor and the differences.   Somehow this led into him telling me I was nothing but three holes for fucking.  Then he said "This is getting you hot, isn't it?"

Before I could answer he grabbed me by the neck, pinning me to the bed and told me to cum, which I did violently.

"Now roll over and go to sleep, slut".
   

5 comments:

  1. Hi,

    I did a post on the books about Gor. The author is a professor at a local college. I also have a friend who is in a Gorean realtionship and has read all of the books.

    I did read one book to understand the Gorean culture. It is badly written,but erotic in a few chapters.

    Hug,
    joey


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    1. Can you give me a link to that post? I didn't see it on your blog.

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  2. On the other hand... Did I tell that I admire you...? I suppose yes...

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  3. Me? I'm just me, really. Good days and bad days, occasionally quite mopey (this morning until the sun came out for example).

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    1. True, but as I reading your blog I see hm... pure submission? I don't know how to call it, not to make it sound so pompously :)

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