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The Fallen Angel
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''Eulalia, you were lazy and mischievous while Mistress Melissa when was laid up,"
Hi, I'm back..... after a fashion. Three weeks of being virtually immobile has left me rather drained and wondering what the hell happened to all my tomorrows. There were so many they could have filled the night sky like stars. Far too many to bother counting, all of them shiny and new and waiting to be explored. Looking up there don't seem as many now. Perhaps it's a few clouds hurrying to join in the little storm over Malaga hiding them or perhaps they've been turning into empty yesterdays full of what I could have dones. Whatever! I'm determined no more tomorrows are going to be wasted. Until recently the highlight of my day was sitting on the terrace waiting for the magnificent night flowering jasmine to open its flowers . Its scent is intoxicating but its season is now over. I'm still in this walled "village" with its iron gates north and south. It's mainly Dutch with swimming pool (which helps), bar, restaurant and little supermarket. Not as many people here as normal but they are all friendly and really helpful. I can manage short and medium walks but I've hired one of those Dalek machines for scooting about. I think this part of the Spanish south coast is one of the safest places to be. All the major hotels are empty and the only people here are the locals, ex pats and a few visitors like myself. Everybody wears a mask and police patrol cars pass by every 30 mins or so. Since last March only 9 people have died from the virus in this region and cases are few and far between. To be honest I'm not looking forward to going back. The rest of the world seems to have taken leave of its senses. Not been up to producing any pics but here's one that I posted on Bdsmlr some while ago. I know it's in the wrong thread but how about folk coming up with what is going on in this pic?
snarls Barbaria ...
"Now, on ImageMaker's orders, you're going to learn what she was feeling like!"
malins
Stumbling Seeker
Perhaps another aspect to this,
is that there have been worries about a possible decline of the Empire.
Especially (but don't say it too loudly)
a decline in the potency of the Empire's male members!
So ... it's a kind of fertility ritual.
See if that gets them roused again!
It's working
These Romans! They would all like to think that their cocks are as big and hard as the one I am bound to, but I know from experience that they are not! Now they make me suffer, here in the Arena. I am bound uncomfortably, my body exposed, defenceless against the cruel whip. They love to see me squirm, iron spikes digging into my back, tits jiggling, they want to hear me cry and, and doubtless I will.
But there is one thing I will not do. The one thing for which they punish me here today.
I will not swallow.
malins
Stumbling Seeker
Okay let's be honest here.It's working
These Romans! They would all like to think that their cocks are as big and hard as the one I am bound to, but I know from experience that they are not! Now they make me suffer, here in the Arena. I am bound uncomfortably, my body exposed, defenceless against the cruel whip. They love to see me squirm, iron spikes digging into my back, tits jiggling, they want to hear me cry and, and doubtless I will.
But there is one thing I will not do. The one thing for which they punish me here today.
I will not swallow.
That gigantic bronze god-cock is not going to be a solid cast.
It's going to be hollow.
And well you know how the Romans are.
They are going to fill it with some liquid,...
and then start heating the bronze with fire.
Until the liquid reservoir starts boiling at the bottom,
and the steam pressure forces it to shoot out in a scalding plume!
And since the Romans love games maybe there's a chance to escape.
She will be set free if the lash-mistress succeeds in whipping off that loincloth-of-thorns before the, um, eruption.
Well, where's the fun if there isn't some sort of sporting chance, however small?
And part of the game is that the plume of scalding liquid could take out the whip woman as well.
malins
Stumbling Seeker
I'm always for that sporting chance. I'm not one to scoff at last minute escapes or rescues
Her advantage is she is farther away and gets advance warning.
When the first puffs of steam come out she'll know it's ready to blow ... and time to run
Gibbs505
SERVORUM DOMITOR
Glad to see you back Melissa, hope that you will fully recover from whar ever ails you.! Take care now.
Hi, I'm back..... after a fashion. Three weeks of being virtually immobile has left me rather drained and wondering what the hell happened to all my tomorrows. There were so many they could have filled the night sky like stars. Far too many to bother counting, all of them shiny and new and waiting to be explored. Looking up there don't seem as many now. Perhaps it's a few clouds hurrying to join in the little storm over Malaga hiding them or perhaps they've been turning into empty yesterdays full of what I could have dones. Whatever! I'm determined no more tomorrows are going to be wasted. Until recently the highlight of my day was sitting on the terrace waiting for the magnificent night flowering jasmine to open its flowers . Its scent is intoxicating but its season is now over. I'm still in this walled "village" with its iron gates north and south. It's mainly Dutch with swimming pool (which helps), bar, restaurant and little supermarket. Not as many people here as normal but they are all friendly and really helpful. I can manage short and medium walks but I've hired one of those Dalek machines for scooting about. I think this part of the Spanish south coast is one of the safest places to be. All the major hotels are empty and the only people here are the locals, ex pats and a few visitors like myself. Everybody wears a mask and police patrol cars pass by every 30 mins or so. Since last March only 9 people have died from the virus in this region and cases are few and far between. To be honest I'm not looking forward to going back. The rest of the world seems to have taken leave of its senses. Not been up to producing any pics but here's one that I posted on Bdsmlr some while ago. I know it's in the wrong thread but how about folk coming up with what is going on in this pic?
T
The Fallen Angel
Guest
Thanks. I'm partly mobile and very slowly improving. I am NOT going to let a surgeon loose with a knife on my back. I know too many folk who've finished up in a wheelchair.
poem21045
Tribunus Plebis
You're doing the right thing, I think, if it's a back problem. I've had a few of them, and I always get better through stretching, core strengthening, yoga, chiropractic, and (unfortunately for my wallet) buying a top-notch mattress.
T
The Fallen Angel
Guest
Yes. A firm mattress is essential. Looking forward to getting back to mine.
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
From the late sixties to the early eighties, there was in Europe a very popular summer TV-show, named 'It's a Knock-out' (Spiel ohne Grenze, Jeux sans Frontières, Giochi senza Frontiere, Spel zonder Grenzen). Teams representing a city of each one of the participating countries competed in a series of games, based on speed, physical agility, team spirit, cleverness, and of course some luck..
The set-up of the games was often very original.
Possibly, this is the Roman version of it?
malins
Stumbling Seeker
Praefectus Praetorio
R.I.P. Brother of the Quill
Happy Thanksgiving (Canada)
M
montycrusto
Guest
Yes, I’d be thanking God if I was in Canada too
Baron Von Sade
Governor
Can't find any fault in this logic. I suspect at least a 90% success rate.
M
montycrusto
Guest
You know, sometimes I suspect that the editors of my favourite comic
might be stealing my ideas..
might be stealing my ideas..
