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 ________________________________ This is a story about a sexual FANTASY
written for consenting adults.  If you're not both of those, don't read it.
Characters in a FANTASY don't get sick or die unless I want them to.  In
real life, people who don't use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do
get sick and die.  You don't live in a FANTASY so be safe.  The fictional
characters in my stories are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY -
don't try to do what they do - someone could get hurt.

   If you think you know somebody who resembles any of the characters here,
congratulations, but you're wrong - any similarity between the characters
in this story and any real person is purely coincidental, since all of
these characters are figments of my dirty little imagination.

   This is my story, not yours.  Don't sell it or put it on a pay site. 
You can keep it and/or give it away with all of this information intact,
but if you make money off of it, you're breaking the law and pissing me
off. _________________________________ The Promise (MF nosex) (C)Copyright
2003 - Shakes Peer2B shakes_peer2b@NONOsbcglobal.net (remove 'NONO' from
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   "Please!?" she begged "Please let me come with you."

   "What will you do for me?" I asked, not really willing to comply, but
interested to see what it was worth to her.

   Her voice lowered almost an octave and took on a husky quality, "I'll
let you fuck me!"

   "You'll 'let me fuck you'?" I asked derisively, "That's not you doing
something for me, that's me doing something for me with your body as a
tool! Besides, when I fuck you, you cum more often and more intensely than
I, so how is that you doing something for me?"

   Taken aback, she stammered, "I-I'll let you do anything you want!"

   "There's that word 'let' again!" I retorted, disgusted.  I had thought
she was smarter than that.  "How is you 'letting' me do something to you
the same as you doing something for me?  Every night you 'let' me anything
I want because you have no choice when you're tied up.  You also cum like
crazy from the things you 'let' me do to you.  So I ask again: 'What will
you do for me?'"

   Finally, she got it.  Head down, she murmured, "I'll do anything you
tell me to do."

   "Anything?" I raised an eyebrow.

   "Anything."

   "All right, you can come."

   "Oh thank you!" she threw her arms around my neck and kissed me
passionately, "I'll go pack!"

   I caught her arm as she turned to go.

   "No need." I said

   She gave me a puzzled look that turned to fright as she realized the
implications of my statement.

   Alone at a cabin in by the lake, miles from nowhere, with a bunch of
guys and their hunting dogs, and nothing to wear but a promise.  A promise
to do anything I told her to do!