“And spanking may restrain her wilder impulses. But fucking Isabelle! Your own daughter-in-law! Are you proud of cuckolding your own son?”“Ma...tin doesn’t know,” said Jack.“And what if I tell him?”“You wouldn’t ruin your own daughter’s marriage, would you?”“Don’t be so sure. If you want me to keep your little secret, you must stop fucking Isabelle,” said Louise primly. She rose and smoothed her skirt, closing the slit. She turned strolled to the door, her hips swinging on her high heels. . "In my house, I have no staff, it will be just me and you. I will cook three times a week and you will be expected to prepare meals the rest of the times."I nodded."You will address me as Sir or Master unless I say otherwise. Understood?"I nodded again."Use your words Elowena, unless I specifically ask of you otherwise." Sorry, sir, I understand, sir," I replied timidly."Good girl," he said in a way that made me shiver. "As for religion, you will be permitted to pray for 15 minutes a day after. To give in and become one with their pack, to give himself over to them and allow them to bond with him in their base, primal way. He realized that he was breathing heavily, his heart was pounding in his chest, and his legs were trembling.God, he needed this, he needed it so badly. What if he just did it this one time? Nobody would see them here, nobody would know. At that moment, Schaffer wasn’t thinking about how he might feel the next morning, just that he craved release.Runt seemed to sense. "Arlin nodded his head and suppressed a knowing smile as the faint scent of arousal betrayed one of the true reasons for her arcane ambitions, "Ah yes, the siren call of good old-fashioned fuck magick." He checked the registration on the bike and noted that it was tagged only a mere three days ago in her father's name.The scent of the Ferret's embarrassment filled the Tiger's big black nose, and he failed to suppress a smile as she indignantly corrected him, "It's called boink magick, and it.