Detoxing from methadone

You do know that mushrooms are hallucinogens don't you, and that you should have them identified correctly before ingestion? If you aren't careful enough, people start treating you like a mushroom and feeding you shit, but you don't realise it because you're in the dark! Somehow you must have eaten a bad one cobber!
Try detoxing on a bit of reality and resume your normal competent stance when writing - good luck!

When we started this journey I thought Ivan was going to break the mold and bring traditional Japanese values to Mr. Nice Guy. Fumiko gave Ivan her heart not just a piece of ass. On his flight back to the states he pondered how he could find her again, then you just dropped her from the story. You made Jean toxic after she married him and now we have Sarah detoxing him.
I personally liked the Fumiko story line, but now that it is three or four years later it would be hard to believe she is still waiting for her one night stand to return.
Til the next time I will be waiting.

You gutless wonder - I thought Kiwis wouldn’t hide in the bog using the name Anonymous. And who's ranting? You have identified yourself. You attack the author like a deranged person and not the story. What a creep. Just one of the vile vermin that has infiltrated Literotica; shame on you. And how dare you attack old men in wheelchairs. You need detoxing. Oh, if you do write and post on this site please identify to me your work and allow me the opportunity of rating your masterly work. EG

This feels a bit like a finale, doesn't it? I wouldn't mind if you moved on to other things, other characters and scenarios but I'm sure I'll enjoy anything you write.
The last few chapters had become a little too dark for my taste and I generally can't really enjoy actual hardcore raping, even if the protagonist enjoys it, but hey, that's just taste.
Other than that, I really enjoyed the natural flow with which your story progressed. Like her getting thrown in the dungeon was logical and not just done gratuitously. And I really loved the way she engineered her way out of it because even though it seemed impossible, it really wasn't an ex machina. The metal dildos were there, alluded to several times, and made sense for the story, so her using them to free herself and as a weapon just felt like satisfying closure on great foreshadowing. Yeah, Tony appearing out of nowhere was a bit of an ex machina, but still, she had freed herself from her shackles at least and subdued her captor, so her escape still felt earned.
Also loved the action scenes, although sometimes the guards felt a bit too much like red-shirts and Tony too much of a flawless super hero, but still, the action really took me in.
And yeah, the conclusion, that just had to happen. May be a bit cheesy, but sometimes that's alright, felt like nice detoxing from the sometimes sickening dungeon scenes ;-)
Yeah, really loved it, can't wait for future installments or other stories of yours!

'If you want to wait, you can. But you look like you need this now, Jess. You'll be bred by many bulls in your life. Mark can wait a little longer for his second chance.'
Hope Mark kicks the shit out of his oversized nuts when he gets back for taking advantage of his girl! Heh. ...thats kinda like; 'aww come on, dont wait for Mark to get home with the methadone, I have some crack riiiiiight here for you, no need to suffer! You can take the methadone later, youre in pain now!' Hehehe
Unfortunately, I had barely mated with Mark since then. Jess always hogged him all to herself. He had mounted me a few times in the week after Jess gave birth, but once she was ready again he stopped.
Oh hell, fuck that, go claim sister's rights! Hehehe, just show up about nine or ten and explain to your sister that you're spending the night with them! ;)
'Uh, Uh, Uh,' I moaned, his huge balls slapping against my rump. I couldn't move under him, I was trapped under him until he had finished having his way with me. God did it feel amazing.
So I was sitting here last night reading this and trying to decide if I was going to explain what story I've been reading lately to my wife, hehe, still haven't decided...hell she knows I'm pervy;) ...anyway that got me to thinking, can you imagine the look on their faces if a group of feminists got ahold of this and read it? Hehehe! However, I wonder what the numbers would be if everyone in the group got a copy of it but they didn't know any of the rest did... How many of them would keep quiet about it and secretly get off on it, jilling her brains out reading it every night?! Hehehehe ;)
Suddenly I heard Jess and Mark shift in the grass and looked over to see her on all fours with Mark lining his cock up behind her.
I let out a groan and sat up. The sounds of his body slapping into her rump mixed with their moaning soon echoed around the field.
I stood up, feeling my pussy growing wet from the spectacle before me. I couldn't deny how much I wanted Mark to mount me right now.
Oh. Hell. No. Sis busted into my room this morning interrupting a perfectly good morning mating just to nag on about leaving right on time and going with them, and now my sister is on all four shoving her ass in the air like a cat in heat with Her bf Mark, who just so happens to be the father of our child growing in my belly, pounding her dripping pussy like the world's about to end! Some picnic, huh miss third wheel! Well that bitch is sharing, Im gonna go over there and climb on her back, lock my legs around her waist and lay as close on her as I can with this belly, and roll us both on our sides in the grass, then he can damned well fuck us both!! ;)
Awesome chapter Heather! This story is just so much fun!! :). Oh, hehe, I was laughing at the 'sweaty' thing too, hehehe! Yeah, it's kind of retarded not to be able to edit the story after it's been uploaded! Not like the software hasn't been out long enough and gotten enough complaints for them to write a patch for it! Thats a pretty big thing too! :/
Looking forward towards the next chapter!! Thanks for writing :)