I Want To Be Your Slave - Sex Stories

I Want To Be Your Slave

... sorry. I was playing a part. I think it is a good thing, though as always you should save some of your appetite for me. It would be polite to offer me the opportunity to help. If you were to do that while I were present, it might spur me to action. You may also be able to find a mechanical contrivance to help you. Such things become popular soon, so many husbands not knowing how to satisfy a wife that doctors have to do that for them. A doctor might know where to find such a contrivance." She look dubious at this. "You should give it a try, I really think you in particular would like it." I posited. "Is this more that you know from where you come from? You should tell me about it. If we were partners you should tell me everything." "You've decided we're to be partners?" "Yes, you seemed to be greatly troubled by my offer, and as you say it does have advantages." I hugged her. "I hope you'll come to appreciate the advantages, I'll get Johan to work on the specifics." "I'm sure I will, but anyway, tell me about where you come from." I knew I was going to have to discuss this sometime, it might as well be now. I wasn't sure how to approach this. Let try this. "Where I come from has been called 'the undiscovered country' …" "You came back from the dead? I thought you were from the future." Interrupted Maria. Uhm, I was not expecting a development like this, she'd already worked it out. She is more than extraordinary. "I don't think I'm dead, what makes you say that?" ...

... "Shakespeare, Hamlet says 'But that the dread of something after death, The undiscovered Country, from whose bourn No Traveler returns." "It says that?, I thought he was referring to the future." That's what I get for quoting a Klingon quoting shakespeare, at least I didn't try to quote it in the original Klingon. "So you are from the future! I could go get the book if you want to look." "We can look at it later. I think I'm from the future, around the year 2006, do you know its 1806 now?" "Well, no on ever taught me the numbers, I don't know what those are." Damn this system again. I thought, how to express this in terms she's understand. "You know how old I am?" "Yes, I can see that." "Well, imagine me living three times this long, then live another such lifetimes after that." Maria chewed on this for a while. "Lots of people would be born and die, only to have their children die before you would live that long." "I think if I looked, I might find the grandfather of my grandfather or maybe his grandfather alive now." "Oh." Some comprehension I think. "How did you come to be here?" "I don't know. I'm not sure if this is my body, or if I'm just borrowing it, possibly from that grandfather of my grandfather." "How do you not know?" "Things are a bit hazy between here and there. I think I remember everything about my time, up to a point, and then its like a dream. Then its like I'm dreaming here, and slowly I wake up and I'm me." "That is strange, but don't you know if you're you?" "I look ...