“The important thing is you all, except Jenny, are my immediate family and we need to set some rules. Farrah and Adala don’t mind kissing and play...ng with breasts, in fact, they like it. But they do not like playing with pussies or having other women play with theirs, so don’t do it nor ask them to play with yours. Ellie and Mandy are part-time slaves and are ordered about only by me. No slave, part-time or full-time, is to be ordered to hurt themselves or anyone else, except to defend. Perchance one Sunday morning Alexis arises and makes her way to the kitchen, anticipating that it would be another fruitless exercise in Ian baiting.On the way she collects the newspaper and entering the kitchen, perches on a work bench top and starts reading the paper.Ian enters, she looks up from the paper, smiles and extends her arms to him, indicating that he should give her a good morning kiss.He approaches; Alexis' legs are slightly apart; as Ian comes up to her to kiss her she parts her. A blowtorch would be merciful compared to that shit. My ?morning witching,? he calls it. The bastard.It was thankfully over quickly. For today, at least. On more leisurely mornings (or those where he's nicked me with the razor) he'll sometimes soak a washcloth in the stuff and press it painfully into my crotch, leaving the stinging astringent to fester as he readies himself for work. Or, if in a particularly cruel mood, take the razor strop and deliver, without warning, one full-strength stroke. Carter shook his head, and began running, as well, but he didn’t take two steps that his phone started ringing. He was so fast to answer it that he almost dropped it.“Hey, Aron, hi,” he said breathlessly.“Hey, buddy, how are you?”“Just trying to get back in shape, running and stuff,” he replied.And bumping into your husband’s lover.“That’s great to hear. Hey, what do you say about hanging out tonight? For drinks?”“Great!” he exclaimed.Oh, damn, he must have sounded desperate.“Ah, wait, there’s.