“Do you know what the fee represents? What it replaced?”“M ‘Lord?”“Years ago, in my grandfather’s time, the Lord had the right of “jus...primae noctis”; the right to take the virginity of any bride on her wedding night. It seems that my mother abhorred the idea, and forced my father to impose a fee for wedlock rather than invoke his right.” He ran his fingers along Marion’s neck, across her chest. He cupped her usually supple breast, now pulled tight by her bondage, before pinching the dark pink. My breath came in huge gulps. After wiping the cum from my face and swallowing it, I tried to get my feet. My knees were weak and I almost fell. Bobby steadied me. "Do you need any help walking?" "I think I can manage to make it to the bathroom by myself, thank-you very much." I stumbled toward the door. "Here, let me help you." He pulled his shorts back on and steadied me. He picked up my clothes and, after making sure the coast was clear, escorted me to the bathroom. My head was swimming. Kyle. Justin eased himself onto the bed in front of her, watching her intently. "How are you doing, babe?" Once again the solicitous husband, he brushed the damp hair away from her face, cupping her chin as he leaned in to kiss her. Kelly smiled, a rush of emotions hitting her all at once: intense love for Justin, gratitude for what he'd done for her, pure lust for both men. And an absolute certainty that this was what she wanted, again and again. "I feel amazing. I'm so glad you walked in on. I was being loved. Sasha’s words came back to me. I was being saved. I took the arm holding me in my hand and gave it a squeeze. The body behind me stirred and I felt something fuzzy rubbing my butt.A sleepy voice said, “Mick?”“Yeah.”“How do you feel?”There was a lot of care in that voice.“Loved.”I felt the tears on the back of my neck.“It’s OK,” I croaked as I patted the hand on my chest. “You’ll be OK.”“I’ll be OK!? You big dope, you’re the one we’re freaking out over.”I knew that voice. It.