Her family had worked for Edward's family for many years. Edward had been like an uncle to her and his son a sort of younger brother. There was nothin... she wouldn't do to nail his murderer.Mrs FitzWalter left the two girls to resume their morbid and fascinated inspection of each other's many bruises, paying particular and loving attention to those extensive, if fading, marks they had made on each other. For two seemingly healthy and attractive women the satisfaction their various injuries gave. I never thought anyone would understand why I loved it.I decided to take the first step and talked about my interest in the fetish. Both Mark and Christie looked at each other and smiled. "Oh you've gone and done it now. They're gonna think you're a freak." I tried to smile and shake my nervousness. Christie put her little hand on top of mine and winked. "No need to be nervous hon, we understand." I thought she was just being sarcastic at first. I mean, let's face it, even the most mainstream. He just gave me a spanking, that’s all. He more than made up for it later.’ It was going just as I planned. The girls were shocked and worried, but consumed with curiosity. I pointed to Val. ‘Look at your thigh, Val. You’ve got a huge bruise there. Where did that come from?’ ‘I stopped a shot at goal at the beginning of the second half. I’d forgotten all about it ’til I stripped off to come in and showered.’ ‘You didn’t make a big fuss of it, did you? It’s all in the game, and the pleasure. As I walk away, she says see you tonight.My wife and I are chilling in the afternoon when she tells me she wants me to answer the door when the girls come. She says you have be totally naked and have a raging hardon as you let them in, even if you have to work it up, make sure it's hard. I tell her that should be no problem, I'll have my big butt plug up my ass and that always keeps me hard. I ask, just send them to the living room? Yes she replays, she will have the refreshments and snacks all.