J: On your knees, slave. Bottom well up... Louder whimpering. Sobs. Deep, groaning sobs.R: M-Mercy... M-Miss... merceee... J: A little painful, is it,...Rosalie? Burns and smarts somewhat, does it, Rosalie?Moans. More sobbing.R (with feeling): Yes... ooooh... y-yes... Miss...J: Good! Well, my girl, let me tell you, it can burn and smart a lot more than that. And it will do, if you dare disobey me again. Understood?R: Mmmff... uugghh...y-y...ugh... y-er...esss... M-Miss... J: Thank you, Ahmed. On. He just stood there motionless and watched how three of his colleagues enjoyed his wife one after another in various manners. It went according to seniority. Of course, the first to have my mom was the headmaster. By now my mom was again completely naked. So was also the headmaster. But he didn’t fuck her. He told her to put her left foot on a low cot which was there in the compound. She did as ordered and he immediately put one of his finger in her pussy and started masturbating her. “What are. It was warm, and the skin was softer and smoother feeling than my hands led me to believe. I could smell it too, it smelled unique but good. I brushed his stiff cock across my face letting it pass over my lips.I said to myself, "there i have put a cock to my mouth, I may as well kiss it"So I pressed my lips to his shaft. and told myself "I have kissed cock." Next I wet my lips and puckered my mouth and gave his beautiful cock a full wet kiss.I sat up and looked at him. He said "lick it" I. “Aye, that they are, the rotten bastards,” the Hound acknowledged as he tore off a bit of badly overcooked chicken himself.Thankfully, there was some mulled wine to make it more tolerable, though they were rapidly running low on that supply as well. Seven Hells, few things were more civilized than mulled wine, and what a blessed warmth it gave one on an accursed, frostbitten Winter’s morn! As for Ragnar Slait, he had to take a very quick piss, and that was when the arrow caught him, right in.