We have not celebrated your safe return and recovery. We could be recognizing the addition of Willow to your household. But you never told me what the...occasion was for this invitation.”Lord Blackmon pushed back from the table slightly, “We are celebrating in a manner of speaking. However it is none of the things that you mentioned. Tonight is a ceremony of sorts. But the dinner table is not the place to discuss this. Let us retire to the other room.” With that he stood while Willow retrieved. "They stared at each other and then looked away, each overcome with shyness and the recognition that something quite unknown was beginning. David opened his mouth to speak but found no words, so he gave a slight gesture and they walked off down towards the Church, turning left towards the river then turning right, taking the lane that led to the open fields. A few curious cows stared as they passed through a couple of fields and then they were into the sunken pathway that ran along the back of. The executioner moved the wooden frame under her body, her feet on either side of the ridged beam. The winch came to life again, now lowering the girl onto the cruel device. The young man placed his hands on her hips, guiding her onto the angled beam as the girl was lowered down, her toned legs straddling the wooden frame, the sharp edge waiting to divide the folds of her swelling pussy as she hung only inches above it.The muscular young man stood beside the girl’s body and reached between. The dress pooled around my legs. “Turn around, slowly.” My knees trembled when I followed her order. Doubts raced through my mind and warred with the overwhelming desire to be hers. “Oh my!” The delight in her voice was like a warm blanket that wrapped itself around my heart. “Such lovely, big breasts.” Her eyes bore into mine, drew me into the silvery orbs with an inescapable pull. “Can you imagine how delicious they will look, covered all over with small, red welts?” My breath started to fly.