This is the 5th installment of an ongoing story about Michele a and Tim. For sure, it is a disturbing relationship and is in no way intended to describe something healthy or ideal. Emotional sadism is central to it all. If this bothers you, this is not the story for you and I suggest you venture elsewhere.
What makes the story interesting to me is what takes place in the minds of the characters. Withouts words and ideas and the feelings that go with them, it's all just mechanics and honestly, that's not so interesting to me. Simple, pure fucking is a great thing to do. I don't need to read about it. Perhaps when I was verrrrrrrry young, that alone wold have intrigued me. Now...yawn. This is a dark, emotional journey. I hope you enjoy it.
The following preface is cut and pasted from installment II. For a more comprehensive understanding of their world, you can venture back to the first installment. Read it or skip it.
This story takes place in a very male dominant society, one which is even more patriarchal than our own. Our hero, Michele, is enchanted by the discovery of her own sexual super power. Poor, lucky Tim, on the other hand comes to realize that he falls under Michels's spell, he does not measure up to societal expectations. These two young people are discovering and becoming as they grow together as a couple.
Psychological conflict and tension are central themes in this saga.
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The story has been formatted to meet the publishing requirement of our host and I am hopeful the necessary kinks have been worked out.
A more complete preface can be found at the beginning of the first installment and if you did not read it, it could be helpful to do so. Here are some of the contextual parameters of the fictional world the story takes place within.
* People are legal adults at 18 years of age.
* People usually live to about 2,000 years of age.
* The cultural norm has almost all legal adults living with their family of origin until they turn 200 years old.
* Young people between the ages of 18 and 200 are treated as and referred to as children when they choose to continue living with their parents.
* Young people between the ages of 18 and 200 often behave much as we would expect teenagers to behave here in our world. They are kept in a state of arrested emotional development.
* Young people between the ages of 18 and 200 years customarily consume "blockers" which prevent them from having sexual feelings or impulses.
* Often young people will begin to "date" around 160 yers of age and while they are expected to continue to take their blockers, some will surreptitiously stop taking them while a few will stop responding to them.
* Age and masculinity are revered in this world. Everybody looks up to their elders and few seriously question the patriarchy.
All characters in the story are over 18 years of age.
It is customary for those below the age of 200 to demonstrate their status by wearing clothing which signify to others that they are off limits. They would wear what we would think of as children's clothing. Remember, an 18 year old and a 1,900 year old would look exactly the same age, so children's clothes are very useful for signaling to those over 200 years to abstain from any romantic or sexual pursuit of another who was deemed of an inappropriate age.
Lastly, sex is not technically illegal for people between the ages of 18 and 200 years. It is considered profoundly taboo. Adult-children (18+) do have sex but it is kept very quiet. Some parents punish their children for engaging in this sinful pleasure and adult-children almost never tell-on one another in this regard, even those who might not like one another. Adult children live by a code and violation of said code subjects one to complete ostracization. Almost none experiment until they are well over 160 years old.
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As Tim laid in bed, he reflected on their session with Ms. Krista. Of course it was humiliating. Michele had obviously shared details of their relationship with Krista and not told Tim of her disclosure.
Though what they shared excited Tim, it also shamed him deeply as he'd never want another soul in the world to know about it.
Becky does not count. She's so supportive.
Ms. Krista strongly encouraged his less than manly inclinations while at the same time seemed to be clearly looking down her nose at him. And his position in the relationship seemed to amuse her. Though confusing, Tim realized it was more good than bad. After all, she did approve of his assumption of a more supportive position in the relationship.
Admitting he was the geisha had been one of the most shameful experiences of his life, yet after he did it, and she seemed so happy for him, it got easier. And not. It was weird in that there was still shame to it all.
There were times she was laughing at him. Though confused, she actually helped him feel a little better about himself. It got so much easier, he actually felt good about who he was and who he was becoming with Michele. A smile blossomed on his face as he realized that for the first time since they'd shopped at the department store, Tim had not taken off his panties before getting into bed. His cock was hard as a rock in his pretty little panties and he loved it. He liked being Michele's bitch, her good, little, geishaboy...or girl...or whatever.
It does not matter because I'm Hers!
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"Oh. My. God!"
"I know."
"No," replied Krista. "I'm..." shaking her head in disbelief, "beyond amazed. You told me everything and still, there was no way I could be prepared for that. I worked so hard the entire time to keep it together."
"Well you did great because I had no idea. You seemed as cool as ever."
"I've never worked so hard on my composure and had so much fun doing it. I mean like, of course I had to project a professional demeanor, but I felt such intense joy and pleasure. And excitement! That was such a rush, the whole time!
"I can't believe you get that all the time! You...you are a goddess! Mad respect, my dear friend."
Michele smiled. "It's not like that all the time...but yeah. What I mean is that the session was so focused on the fun. It's not like that every day. But...I do like to have my fun and we do have a lot of it."
"You have to write a handbook! I mean, I'm blown away. Like, I was breathless. I mean it literally. Several times I just had to steady myself and find my breath.
"And those girls who wanted to rape him... For a minute, I swear, I was right there with them, like I was one of them!" Laughing with the thrill, the audacity and the delight, "God, that would be something!"
