" I could see she was getting turned on by the whole experience.When she returned, I could not believe my eyes. Under her bathrobe, she wore stockings...and fuckme pumps. It was excruciatingly erotic but Tyrone just seemed to take it all in stride as he continued with his hypnotic patter. "Lookee here girl, we need to lose that robe." He stepped behind her, took the robe slowly from her shoulders revealing supple lily white beauty.He dropped the robe on the floor. All she had on underneath the. He got into position and she backed into the spoon.“Love you.”“Love you,” she replied. That was, if entirely expected, good to hear. She’d often expressed with utterly clarity that loving him didn’t keep her from being angry with him or even hating him. Right now, though, it sounded as if love were the sole attitude in the front of her mind.“The coven didn’t persuade you that I’m unnecessary?”“No, but I’ve been thinking of buying a vibrator ... Actually, the circle is thinking of splitting. At that moment, Jack heard hoofbeats approaching from behind him. Turning his head his heart gave its customary leap when he saw Becky, riding on Ebony, approaching down the slight slope. Of course, it was her normal riding time and afterwards, when Alf accompanied Sir Oswald on his ride, something interesting would happen in the hay inside the stables. Jack watched her smiling approach with some anticipation.As usual, she rode in what Sir Oswald had called her ‘unladylike’ manner, as she rode. A boxing ring filled the center. The ropes that would normally mark the edges of the ring had been removed. The ring itself was lowered so that all the seats around it looked down to the action therein. On each corner, an aisle led from an exit door to the edge of the ring. Two bondage crosses, a meter apart, occupied the center of the ring. Chains hung from each corner of the X-shapes. Rather than the usual heavy wooden timbers these were made from the same steel Dr. Arkan's impaling mechanism.