The holiday had been on a Sunday, so the shop remained closed on Monday and we enjoyed the long weekend. The boys had found a couple of new friends in...Orondo and were showing fairly impressive tans. Their new friends were both attractive young girls and very polite as well. I was introduced to them and found out they were local; both their parents were in the tree fruit business.I had put Matt in charge of Ross. He was eighteen and I wanted him to be responsible for both his brother and. I picked up the strop and brought it down hard across Mabel’s reddened globes,. After a few seconds a livid purple streak appeared, white-edged across the already reddened flesh. She gave an audible squeal, and controlled herself with an effort. Again, and again, without much pause, the hard leather fell with an audible slap. Then three more, slower, and now Mabel was sobbing audibly. ‘That’s enough, get up now’. I said unrelentingly stern. She rose, and walked stiffly and painfully around the. He was always up first for matins, always last in the queue for food; regularly berated himself with whippings and even once stood for a whole day in winter in the mill pond to mortify his flesh. Slowly the monks realised that his holier than thou attitude was not an attitude. He really was the holiest man any of them knew. He helped feed the sickest, most pestilential beggar, he prayed for his enemies (including Arthur, Lord Winstock). He bore no grudges, forgave all, loved all. He had one. How can I let the love of my life fuck/love another.I've read a lot of cuckold sex stories on Lush. The cuckold stories mostly seem to demean the husband who lets or encourages his wife to fuck others while being humiliated. I'm the alpha male in this relationship. A cock cage, never. Carol doesn't disrespect me and John would never taunt me. I think we three have something else.I heard John and Carol's mingled groaning and I knew they were at that point that nothing else mattered but a.