He liked the long strokes in and out of his ass. He moaned in a beautifully painful way. I told him he was about to get a load inside his ass and told...him to look in my eyes. He opened his eyes and I began to release my white hot load inside him. He was in a place I know he has never been. I finished and he said thank you and that we should get together again. I told him we weren't done. He said, don't worry about me, I'll just jerk off when you leave. I said no, you're coming with me here. .'' l begged, shaking from humiliation, hoping that it will be enough, that it will turn him on as much as saying it turned me on despite me hating to admit all these things. l looked at him and waited, panting from embarrassment, piss still dripping from my hair, imagining what he sees in front of him. Few seconds felt like hours while l waited for him to say something, do something. Wondering if he will play with me, punish me or even worse - go back to sleep leaving me desperate like. Tipping his head to her, he said, not rudely, “Lord Cavendish is my father, the Earl, I am Lord Rutherford, Baron of Rutherford Keep.” “Indeed, forgive me for the mistake, Sir,” Maggie replied, liking the boy instantly for his kindness in light of her blunder. “But, I wonder if you might know the whereabouts of Lady Arabella. Has she gone back to the house, do you know?” Lord Rutherford’s smile slackened until it was nearly gone and his eyes slid uneasily away from Maggie’s. “She…she went off. The fact that miasma-monsters can choose to bond with Untethered and how that affects a monster and an Untethered. It was the same explanation that she gave me, with a few tidbits thrown in when Samuel or Frank asked a question.To say Frank and Samuel were perturbed by Emma’s explanation was an understatement. I could relate, of course, having had the same experience a few days ago. It wouldn’t be wrong to say one’s entire world-view might be turned on its head once you realise that something.