Suddenly a pillar of light illuminated before him, blinding his eyes that were now used to the darkness. “What in the fuu…” “KNEEL”Aaron thr...w himself to the floor. It was as if someone had tied ropes to both his knees and yanked hard on them, driving him downwards. He looked up. A figure stood before him. Undeniably alien yet undeniably beautiful, and somehow completely feminine. He had no doubt in his mind that this figure was a women, she certainly looked it. Auburn hair flowed from her. Next was an older woman with what appeared to be her Daughter of perhaps ten years of age. She was seated on a large two-wheel cart loaded with possessions, bedding, and food. It was pulled by two horses."This is Caoimhe, and her Daughter, Gwennola. She is the Wife of Sergeant Oisin, and will be cooking for you while you are there. Her Daughter will assist her," Eamon informed us. Our horses and the cart had been brought out shortly after we reached the bawn. The Sisters stored our things on. A pathetic asshole like you doesn't deserve to ever know that joy again.”The pain was worth it. It added such power to my voice. My dick throbbed in my slacks as I placed his punishment on him. He whimpered, kneeling there, his dick looking so painfully hard now. He grasped it, rubbing it.“And stop making noise!” I snarled. “Be quiet until we leave. Then you can move.”My wife whimpered louder.“How are you doing this, Daddy?” my daughter asked, her voice that breathy, sultry purr. “How did you. I saw her in her bright red bra and thong and she looked amazing! I realized that I was naked and my feeble four inch dick was swinging between my legs. I quickly retreated back into the bathroom and felt my dick stiffen as I wrapped a towel around my waist and waited for her to give me the all clear. Three minutes later she called out to tell me that she was dressed. I again left the bathroom and she looked pissed. “Why did you do that?” she said, “How could you just walk out without.