We started calling her at work, during our lunch break, to tell her how she must dress for us, and sometimes we'd tell her exactly what we intended to...do to her when we got home. That enhanced her anticipation factor by a considerable margin.She would greet us at the door, with nothing more than a smile, lift her tits and beg us to slap them hard. Of course, we did and took great delight in her moans and yelps of pain. One afternoon, we had mom on all fours and acting like a dog, barking,. All the while her best friend and I alike had set this up to once again punish Little Momma for fucking around behind my back once again. Now the booze and other things we did had my wife totally fucked up! And once that way, It was just so damn easy to kick whatever wild ass kinky sexual adventure for my wife, Witchy Woman and I had schemed to do or have done to her. This time we had an old friend/acquintance coming over and give my tiny little wife a good thorough. Beyond the heavy oak doors was the party room. I had picked a great night for us to attend. The centerpiece was amazing. Four girls, not one of them could have been over fourteen, had been lashed together with bondage tape. Someone had gone through the trouble of finding four slaves so alike in looks that they could have been quintuplets. They were inverted and suspended, their legs spread wide, lashed ankle to ankle and wrist to wrist so that they formed a sort of human box. They had been. Devon's ability would be an incredible benefit for the Kingdom, and perhaps make him the most strong and powerful King yet.Devon himself understood what was to happen, and he was looking forward to making a positive difference for the whole kingdom. Having a King that could predict danger would save many lives, such as times of war or natural disasters.Chadwick watched as Devon prepared for the day long sparring session, dressed in brown cloth leggings, and a yellow leather studded jerkin that.