"He pondered for a moment before kneeling to lift the deer onto his shoulders. The lone spot of blood on the animal came from its eye socket where an ...rrow had pierced it."Where did you shoot from?" Jorgarn asked. He could see that the animal had traveled only a few feet after the arrow struck it."Up there," the girl said as she pointed to a spot far above on a ridge.Jorgarn knew he couldn't have made the shot on his best day. He shook his head."Are you saying that I lie?" the girl asked. A voice at my shoulder brought me back to the present.“You know we have to fork out our own cash for these damned expensive garments?” He indicated his robe. “The ermine is probably bleached rabbit fur, and the robe is not made with good English wool but manufactured from shoddy in a sweat shop in Macclesfield. Even so Fat George will charge us the going rate for the best materials.”I stared at the fellow alongside of me. He also wore the ermine trimmed robe of a member of the Order of the. I was extremely intimidated by him and a few seconds later he said, "Show me your bedroom cuck!" Why?" I nervously asked."Show it to me now!" Alex demanded.I led Alex upstairs to our master bedroom. Once inside the bedroom I heard Alex blurt out, "Take off your clothes cuck!" Why?" I once again asked."Just do it!" Alex sternly said.I began to undress in front of him until I had gotten down to just my boxers. I stood there nervously wondering what he had in mind, and then he said, "Take it all. I squeezed more precum out and took as much as I could on my finger while giving my cock a few strokes. My wife, seeing what I had done told me to lick it all off and to do it so that the stud could see. She said she wanted him to see exactly how much of a sissy I was. He smiled a bit when he saw me licking my own precum up, especially as my wife said, "He loves to eat his own cum too. Do you believe it?" Just wait we can watch him do it." Then she told me to get up beside them and stroke.