Fionn had been in a mating frenzy since hearing Lyrra’s news, fucking Braith, Leif, and Fergin at every opportunity in the renewed hope of bearing c...ildren of her own. Suffice it to say, none of the men had complained; dark and sleek and beautiful, Fionn was not a woman to ignore.Whether Fionn produced cubs or not, Lyrra still would, and the clan would grow. Druid children grew quickly – faster than any other race – and though Braith was hesitant to grow too hopeful, he couldn’t help but wonder. The rope style chain didn’t fit our new design, so Clara and Mary looked over the different styles of chain, and we eventually all agreed on one style. I liked our new design better than the design with a rope chain.We placed an order for one male necklace and 18 female necklaces. The male and one female necklace were to be ready for pickup by Friday of next week. We agreed to provide a 10-pound ingot of gold and a 10-pound ingot of platinum for the names and backing plates and the jeweler. 6:00 do a little writing behind locked doors.7:00 scout the field for an hour.8:00 have a drink. Do more writing.10:00 go to bed.The kids were taking over my life! I was not Daddy Howard or Uncle Howard, dammit!The day of reckoning came about. It was a rainy day and everybody was stuck in the house. I was relaxing in the hot tub when the kids asked to come in as well.I said "Sure. Get in your bathing suits and come on in." I surreptitiously took a capful of the pint bottle the pharmacist had. I hear the crack of his belt before I feel it, as it makes contact with my backside. Thwack. Thwack. I bite down hard on my lip, tears well in my eyes as the shock runs up my body. I try not to let him sense my pain. My backside is burning as he traces the welts marks with his fingers. They are so tender already even though I am still slightly in shock. I hear the clink of the ice in his glass. Then the cold ice is gently rubbed on my marks. All over my buttocks then down in between my thighs,.