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Friday, June 02, 2006

The Game 

He put two bullets in the six bullet chamber of his gun. i rolled the condom down over his cock and climbed astride him. i rode him as skillfully as all my training and years of experience had taught me. He kept the gun pressed against my heart as I did. Every three minutes a little alarm by his head gave a single shrill beep and he pulled the trigger.
That first time he pulled the trigger twice before I coaxed his orgasm from him.
After the game he treated me like a princess. He called me Raven again. He took me out and bought me nice clothes I could go out into public in without squirming in shame. He took me to dinner, bought me cds, took me to the movies and finally took me back to Edward's. There he paid the fee and gave me a very generous tip which he insisted to Edward that i be allowed to keep. He threatened to never shop there again and went so far as to threaten to let slip with certain men that Edward's girls had venereal disease. i was allowed to keep the tip.

i played the game eight more times. I guess it just wasn't my time to go.

Raven screamed at 3:16 PM


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