" he protested. She shook her head."I'm what you need. What you want is a life-long wife who'll build a new family and grow old with you and have gr...ndchildren playing at your feet." she said. His head shaking slowly. "In a few years or ten, will you be happy screwing a sack of doorknobs or rubbing the bunions or feeding me and cleaning me up when I'm too old to do it myself? The hard reality is I'm happy with what I have right here, right now and I want to enjoy our love for as long as I. I had slept till late after fapping the fuck out of myself. I hadn't expected her to be such a perv. I knew I was one but did not know about her. She didn't behave different or surprised with what had happened a day before. I didn't even know what it was supposed to be from here on. I tried to test waters."how are your hands now mom?" I asked."I am good now." she replied coldly and left the tent.There were no signs of her asking for more help or any mention about what happened. I realized that. I just think you'll be pleased if you decide to make her your wife." But I thought..." Thought what?" Jeff interrupted, not allowing the young Alpha the opportunity to voice the idea of Jeff intending to marry Hope. "I've believed for some time now that the two of you were perfect for each other..." She was afraid of me to start with," Art quietly responded." ... Was afraid of anyone who was male, or at least, she didn't want to be around any male. Who could blame her? But she does fine with. Charles and Billy had been huddling for a while, and when they saw me, Charles had an evil look in his eyes. Billy went to his duffle bag and pulled out some temporary tattoos. They were of the Queen of Spades, the universal mark of a black cock whore. Grabbing my leash, Charles made me stand with my legs wide apart as Billy applied one to the inside of my thigh, and one on my ass cheek. Then Charles took out a black marker and wrote above my permanent tattoo "Black cock Whore" above my shaved.