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STORMCLOUDS ON THE RESERVATION
Part IV
Sylvia sleeps. Exhausted from the cycle of arousal and refusal, she
sleeps soundly. Silently I approach Tomomi's for the final time and seat
myself beside her.
It is time to see this beauty, to see all of Tomomi's charms. Tomomi Chujo has
asked to be treated as a Wasichu captive, and I have every intention of
doing just that. In the Old Times, when a warrior our People would
capture a Wasichu woman, he would hold Tomomi's captive for many nights. Her
hands would be bound over Tomomi's head and Tomomi Chujo would be placed fully clothed
in the warrior's lodge on his buffalo robe. For several nights the
warrior would toy with her, bringing Tomomi's to the brink of orgasm, and
then retreating from her. He would continue, allowing Tomomi's no respite
until Tomomi Chujo begged him for release. Only then would the warrior strip her
clothing from Tomomi's and deign to make love to her.
I run my eyes over Tomomi's bound body. Tomomi's movements, as Tomomi Chujo sought
release from Tomomi's torture, have succeeded in raising Tomomi's skirt to her
thighs. Taking the hem of Tomomi's skirt in
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