FOREWARD

In response to a postulation I made for a book passport, in Reddit, I think, somebody suggested a `` low surgical incision '' in foreigner by Princess of Wales Gabaldon. I found the surgical incision in her six hundred plus varlet book. It was a beautifully supply depiction of love and sacrifice between a matrimonial couplet. The asking I made was for a story about `` A unattackable man who surrenders with self-regard to pain and/or intimate humiliation. '' I was looking for pornography and The Outlander is not erotica. But the segment of her book fit my measure so admirably that I was moved to flesh out her floor and create my own bit of smut.

But this began something of a struggle for me. Jamie is both tortured and made love to. He is desperately tormented by the fact that he was aroused by the making love making.I started out trying to describe the particular of that, but bumped into difficulty from the get-go.First off, my independent characters do n't respond to be intimate fashioning, at least not in the scenes that are the focussing of the stories. So I shifted his rousing to my standard - humiliation.Second, none of my people are tormented by their reactions. They accept them. When I discarded pity as a central motivator I was left with quite a dissimilar dynamic than what Gabaldon described.And I was left with an even better intellect of what I 'm about in my fancy. My first three Koran were recordings of fantasies. That is, speculation that aroused me.In the end An closed book became that, but in verso order, fiction before fantasy.

lecturer might well resolve that this report is not realistic. You 'd probably be right. This is a fantasy, not a slice of life.

It also brought me nearer to dealing with the mystery story of the connection between sexual arousal and yielding. I almost said `` near to an understanding of, '' but no, I 'm not anywhere close to understanding it. I 'm just acknowledging the mystery.

I have taken some liberties with the action as depicted in Gabaldon 's account book besides elaborating on it.In peculiar, those who have read Outlander should be for admonish that I have substituted a more conventional prospect for imaginative and dramatic resolution of Jamie 's dilemma.

In increase, I 've taken the indecorum of including one footnote to hide the completely fib to know all quotation mark from Gabaldon 's book, rather than subject the reviewer to the cognitive dissonance of finding footnote citation peppered through a oeuvre of erotica. The quotes from foreigner are all at the beginning of this narration. It took me a retentive clip, a veridical struggle, to cave in up on the idea of including piece from the moving view on pages 584 and 585, but I had to lead them out for this new story to gel. I owe Diana Gabaldon much thanks for providing the chance for me to read my own weird fixation on surrender better.

Gabaldon, Diana, `` The foreigner '' ( New York, Bantam, 1991 ) pp. 532

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This write up begins with Jamie and Claire Fraser in a prison somewhere in Europe. Claire has been apprehended trying to free Jamie. The time is the 18th one C. Jamie is awaiting slaying the next morning and Randall, his capturer, is threatening to have Claire executed as well, but he says to Jamie, `` Unless you have a suggestion ? ''

'' I have. You want me. `` The cool Scottish interpreter was prosaic. `` Let the woman go, and ye can have me.Do what ye wish to me. I 'll not fight, though I 'll admit you to bind me if ye think it needful.And I 'll not speak of it, come tomorrow. But first you 'll see the woman safety from the prison. ''

'' You 'll give me your Bible ? ''

Jamie 's heart were like wild blue yonder matchflames in the sheepskin of his case. After a mo, he nodded slowly. `` In reappearance for yours. ''

'' Done. ''

Claire and Jamie exchanged looks of love and resignation and she turned and left. Jamie 's substance was full-of-the-moon of alleviation that Claire was looking forward to life.

He knew already that he would not have to struggle to give in to whatever Randall had to proffer. He was already in a state of profound peace, having finally accepted his impending death.

He turned to face Randall. He was about Jamie 's peak and build. beneficial looking, but with a sort of disharmonious plaster bandage to his reflection that suggested that he was n't happy in his skin. He was not a man Jamie could respect, but he was a man to whom Jamie would submit.

Randall returned his facial expression with something like mirth. `` Now ! Let me see you ! '' Randall grasped the hem of Jamie 's informal shirt and pulled it up over his head. '' Yes ! '' He ran his hand through the hair on Jamie 's breast. Then he sank to the floor and unfettered Jamie 's shoes. He slipped them off and kissed his feet. Finally he loosened the tie that held up the knickerbockers and slowly pulled them down, revealing Jamie 's sex. `` You 're beautiful ! '' He kissed it and then pulled the article of clothing off all the way. He ran his men up and down Jamie 's legs, fondling him and moving up his torso. `` I 'm so sad that we will only consume ten or twelve hr, even if we can avoid sleep. ``

Jamie endured these indignities by focusing on the image of Claire riding toward freedom and long life.

'' Oh, oh ! This is wonderful ! commencement I need to soften you up. I need you to know who owns you. I 'm going to chain you and blister you. '' Jamie was startled to feel some swelling in his genital organ in response to Randall 's words.And what had begun as a electroneutral State of being unclothed was giving way to an intensifying sensory faculty of nakedness before the early man. To his dismay he swelled further. He had never desired a man, and did not now, but there was no denying the beginnings of arousal. Randall produced two chains, about a infantry long, with a leather manacle at one end and a hook shot at the other.

'' Hold out your carpus. `` Jamie complied, not unwillingly. His breath became shallow and more rapid, and his thoughts more disjointed. After attaching the chains to Jamie 's wrist joint Randall went behind him and stepped on a low stool, presumably made for this purpose, and attached the chains to snarf in the roof. Jamie 's body betrayed him further with a total erection.

'' Ah ! feel at that ! This is an unexpected delight.

Jamie felt intense humiliation at being on such video display before another man, but he was never one for self misrepresentation and he had to admit to himself that even the humiliation was arousing him further. In his mind he made an offering of his erection and his body seemed to wrench to liquid.

Randall had fetched a curtly, six G-string party whip. To Jamie 's further consternation, the sight of it caused him to want to make an offering of his whole body. `` I want this, '' he thought.

'' Spread your legs so I can get at the stamp parts of your thighs. '' Jamie did so and his genitals hung heavy and free for Randall. `` I ca n't take in you bleeding through your clothes in the morning, so this wo n't be as thoroughgoing as I would care. ``

The first off puff came on his back. It was receive nuisance. The succeeding came on the inside of his thigh. The fell confidence trick raised a primitive physical impulse to come together his peg for protection from the next blow, but he dug his feet into the floor so he stayed exposed. It came with painful sensation and some needed release.

His arousal was such that his hind end was alight with craving to be struck, and Randall obliged. The tips of some lash bit the skin of his scrotum. The painfulness was not so great, but the proximity to his orchis caused a upsurge of awe to course up his trunk. Jamie was pushed toward ecstasy.

When Randall stopped, the pain of the marker on Jamie 's body flowed together in a penumbra of throbbing heat, taking the focus off of the urgency of his now full erection fora few short moments.

Randall loosened the manacles and sat back in the chair, perusing Jamie 's figure. Jamie, for his piece, experienced an urgent motive to drop his knees to the floor ... to kneel before Randall, but it was not to be yet.

'' Go over and kneel on the bed. Put your shoulders down and pull up yourself apart in back so I can get at you more easily. `` Jamie did as he was told with gratitude, exposing himself as he had never been before. Randall bedspread oil around the seam between his buttocks and inside. The hands on Jamie 's waist and the hard distance of Randall sliding down between Jamie 's rump caused his abdomen to contract and his erection to throb.The tip slipped into berth and Randall began to press. `` Alright. You can liberate your hands. I crave the feeling of being caressed by you. '' Jamie braced himself on his forearms and pressed his brow into the bed. He tried to gear up himself for the intrusion, but could do little.

Randall gripped him more firmly and slowly pressed again and again. Jamie swelled from the superstar and humiliation. When Randall finally broke through the tight gap Jamie gasped at the perfect residue of pain and pleasure. Randall increased his rhythm, his breathing becoming labored and finally he achieved release. He lay panting on Jamie 's back and then said, `` Now I want to feel you spend yourself while I 'm still inside you. Use your helping hand. But try to throw your hips still. '' Randall took some of his weight off of Jamie. Jamie grasped his own member, which throbbed even more than, as a great deal from the foster humiliation of doing this in Randall 's presence as from the rubbing he was applying. The shame was galvanising. Jamie 's breathing became labored, pressure gathered in the root of his belly and his come shot out onto the bed. He collapsed and Randall slipped out.

When both had revived Randall motioned Jamie to stand. Then he pulled the coverlet from the bed and wiped both their torso and threw the coverlet into the corner.

Randall looked reflectively at Jamie. He paused. `` Go over in front of the chair and kneel. Let me truss your arms. bilk them behind you, like this. '' Randall pulled Jamie 's forearms alongside each other. He pulled them tight, so that Jamie 's chest was thrust out, and wrapped them wrist to elbow. He stepped back and surveyed his work and then returned to the chair in front of Jamie.

Jamie 's impuissance andhumiliation caused the beginnings of arousal again. It came to him that he had not thought about the pauperism to protect Claire for some time. The only thing in his consciousness besides pain in the ass and arousal was surrender. The muscles in his pelvis contracted respective clock time. His burgeoning erection shifted, to Randall 's appreciation.

'' So .... I 'm going to bolt down you tomorrow. '' He paused. `` Let 's consider a bit about that, yes ? I wish I could use a knife instead of the gallows. I 'd wish to steep a tongue into you over and over. '' Jamie was enthralled, not so much by the mind of his own annihilation, but by the downright mogul Randall held over him.

'' But we can have a little blood, ca n't we ? Not so much that it will evince through your shirt in the morn, though. '' Randall drew his obelisk from his belt and reached out to impact Jamie 's chest with the tip. It was very acuate, and he was capable to follow a dilute pipeline across the width of it. Jamie closed his optic and focused on his sex, where the swelling kept pace with the route of the tongue. Small drop of pedigree rose up. Several broke into rivulets and ran down his torso. Randall rubbed his fingerbreadth through them and licked the tip. Jamie welcomed the pain.

'' Randall ! Ho ! What have you got here ? '' A man even taller than Jamie and Randall, and more mesomorphic, entered the elbow room.

'' Aelred ! I thought you were on reconnaissance ! This is Jamie Fraser. He 's given himself to me and promised muteness in commutation for his wife 's freedom. He 's due for the gallows tomorrow. ``

'' Well, it 's a estimable affair no one else would think to seem for you here. ``

Jamie thought that there was no room for further humiliation, but having another person see him on his genu, bound and au naturel before Randall, caused the heat of a blush to course over his boldness and trunk. It was as it was at the origin. Jamie 's body became as liquid as he anticipated what was to transpirate. His degradation was intensified by the inspection of an additional man.

Aelred sauntered over and leaned down to take Jamie 's erection in a firm but friendly bag. His law of proximity was as arousing as his touch. Jamie 's need surged. The muscles in his thigh and seat contracted involuntarily. A thrill ran up his hard-on. He disregarded any self-regard he had left and tilted his rosehip rhythmically to try to fall release. But Aelred just chuckled and let him go. Jamie had begun to pant, but controlled himself at Randall 's sharp-worded `` No ! Not yet !

Aelred said, `` I ca n't stick around long because they know I 'm back and are waiting for a report card. But I could appease a little while. will you ploughshare ? I would happily slash and rape him. ``

'' And I would happily watch ! Yes, please have at it ! ``

Randall cut through the trammel holding his arms and surveyed him. Jamie was intensely aware of the force per unit area of each finger as Aelred slowly drew his hand through the pilus on Jamie 's body. Once again Jamie was asked to view as out his arms. This time he watched each wrist being wrapped in indulgent leather, welcoming the bondage. Aelred was given the Sami myopic six stranded party whip. Jamie shut his middle the better to share their focus on his hard, throbbing sex.

'' Be careful, though, Aelred. Not so much blood that it will hock through his clothes in the dayspring. Aelred nodded and eyed Jamie 's body, as if deciding where to strike first. This meter Jamie knew that, while there would be much pain, it would not be unbearable, and he felt himself raise to participate in the experience.After Randall struck the first blow on his back, the burning infliction paradoxically gave rise to a secure craving for the same botheration on his chest and belly. And when that was satisfied, the untouched part of his body below cried out for the lash. The craving was as powerful as the pain. When the G-string curled around one thigh the other was engulfed in penury. It was the same for his buttocks.

But it was only when two of the thongs were applied with force to his tighten cock that he was satiated, enveloped in burning botheration. His regard locked with Aelred 's in silent thanks.

Next Aelred pulled Jamie 's leg apart and whipped his already tortured thighs. While they were spread astray he struck his backside, once from each incline.

'' Randall, fare and facilitate. Pull him apart so I can ram into him. '' Randall stood in front of Jamie and reached around to pull his tush apart. He pressed against his captive so that Jamie could finger their erections lined up together through Randall 's breeches. Aelred 's wooden leg were just enough farsighted than Jamie 's that he was capable to get unspoilt leverage. In spite of the penetration earlier, Aelred had to brutally push his way in. The pain was great, but it seemed to force even more bloodline into Jamie 's erection.

When Aelred had spent himself he remained at bottom Jamie and said, `` Let 's see how far I can blast him ! '' Jamie was mesmerized by the plenty of the suntanned estrange fingers gripping his erection. They moved up and down the dig quickly and then tantalizingly slowed down. Jamie savored the chagrin of having the strength of his arousal so clearly demonstrated to Randall and Aelred. He completed the display by panting loudly and letting forth a replete throated cry when he was finally given release.

Aelred finally broke the silence. `` Oh, dear. I ca n't leave him like this and rob you of your fun. '' He bent at the shank and took Jamie 's flaccid phallus in his mouth, and his ball in his helping hand. He squeezed and sucked and bit and licked. Jamie accepted whatever Aelred willed and gave himself up to another cycle of stimulation and surrender. Aelred trailed his fingers along Jamie 's now engorged prick. `` There you are, Randall. Enjoy ! ``

When Aelred had departed Randall turned to fetch a sports stadium of scented oil. When he turned back his face showed what purported to be a kind smile. He went behind Jamie and began applying the oil to the various wounds on his back. But his touch was not clinical. He rubbed slowly, caressingly, with his unit medal. When he reached Jamie 's tail and inner thighs his meet became more suggestive. This devastating involvement made more of an wallop on Jamie than the whip. Randall moved both helping hand around to Jamie 's torso, where another involuntary clenching caused Randall to murmur in approval. The aristocratical squeezing, stroking and necking of Jamie 's sex provoked a much stronger reception than seemed warranted. Jamie 's knowingness was focused on his need for release. He arched his spine to try to attain a unwavering pressure, but Randall pulled back just enough to keep the touch tantalizing.

Finally Randall released the manacle and watched Jamie apprciatively. `` Just stand there. Let me appear at you. You are beautiful. We have quite a few hours left. I 'm just going to look at you for a while. '' The man 's center, roaming over his naked body, were like caresses. `` Go sit on the edge of the cot. I 'll put on some more salve. ''

Jamie did as instructed and Randall sat down side by side to him, pressing against his side and thigh. With his left hired man he gently smoothed more oil into Jamie 's combat injury. With his rightfield he fondled Jamie 's throbbing sex. He nuzzled Jamie 's cheek and when he pushed his fingers between Jamie 's thigh, Jamie shifted his hands behind him on the bed so that he could resurrect himself decent to let Randall insert them into him. The heel of Randall 's hand pressed against his testicle. Jamie 's external respiration became slow and deep as the heel of Randall 's hand pressed on his orchis. He gave himself up to the warmly pleasure of being used.

'' Let 's take a lilliputian gap. I want to think about what to do next. You can lie down on the bed. I 'll sit over there and appreciate your sweetheart. Do n't turn away. I think I can keep you aroused just by staring at you. Yes ? ``

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A day later, safe in the monastery, Claire had been soothing Jamie 's wounds with an herbal unguent. She asked him to grow on his spine so she could attend to the cut on his chest and drew the sheet up to his shank. Jamie had been telling her honestly all the matter that Randall had done to him, bathing in the wonder of her acceptance.

'' Randall said we would take a eternal sleep. I was to lie on the cot, facing him or on my back. I could n't lie on my rear, so I faced him.He said he thought he could observe me remains just by watching me. He was right.He was slouched in that chair.

'' Finally the annoyance in my back and leg began to edge out the sense of total surrender I had been feeling for hours. It made way for thoughts of the gallows. I thought that I should feel guilt trip for having allowed myself to be aroused, but I could n't find it. So I prayed silently. I told God that I did n't bonk if I had been sinning, but if I had to please forgive me, and I asked Him please, could I see Him in the morning. That gave me some ataraxis.

'' And then something happened that seemed to me to be really remarkable. Without my touching myself, I climaxed. It was little and balmy and Randall could see that I had nothing more left field. It was over. And just before I fell asleep you came back into my thinker. The future affair I knew was when your men came and got me. `` Jamie 's voice was low, almost a whisper.

'' Oh, Jamie, I belong in your head, just as you are in mine, and just as your body belongs inside mine. I do n't know why your trunk prefer life sentence in the face of almost sure death, but we do n't need to sympathize. ''

'' I love you. I love you for telling me all of this. It makes me desire you so much ! '' She stood up from the bed and loosened the drawstring at her throat. She pulled the gathers loose and her nightgown slipped to the trading floor.

'' Ah, Claire ! '' Jamie slipped his fingers through the dark Robert F. Curl and into the moist scissure. `` Oh ! ``

Claire lifted the piece of paper and gave him a welcoming smiling. `` Just feel at this ! '' She kissed the tip tenderly and stroked him. Jamie ran his handwriting over her curve, relishing the way her breasts and bottom and rose hip fit his hands. She slipped into bed and he turned and found her ready. They locked themselves in a late kiss and his drive were not so practically thrusts as being drawn into her. `` Oh, Claire ! Oh, Claire ! Oh God ! Oh, God ! '' He came and then stayed for many moment, embraced by Claire's own climax.



AFTERWARD

Please let me know what you think ( positive or veto ) of this and my three early Word of God, Twelve Maxbridge Street, Naked and The Recurrence, and Submission. All are available for disembarrass on Smashwords.com. Be sure to filter for `` mainstream erotica. '' A review on Smashwords would also be greatly appreciated .