“I am aware of who you are, Lucilla.” I chuckled, “You don’t need to keep reminding me. Now, was it the wash boy, or the stable hand that you had out-of-wedlock intercourse with when you were fifteen?” “Julia, please stop!” Lucilla sobbed, her chin falling to her chest. “The wash boy, or the stable hand?” I asked her. “The wash boy.” hard Lucilla whimpered. One lash across the left breast sent her head reeling back, and her body wrenching into an arch. “It was both!” Lucilla shrieked. I nodded to the Breytan beside Lucilla, and she applied ointment to the fresh strike, rewarding Lucilla for her honesty. Lucilla groaned in relief, and grinded her thighs together. She couldn’t help herself, the slut. How had I ever loved this woman? She had no self-control, and no self-respect. What a waste of a bind. Still, she was young. Twenty-one wasn’t too old to change. She wasn’t as malleable as she would’ve been if she was younger, which meant brute force would be needed to shape her, but in time, she would become the spouse I needed her to be. “Say your penance to God, Lucilla, and we will move on.” I said, clasping my indian hands together patiently. “Forgive me, Good Mother, for the sins of my flesh.” Lucilla hissed, “Forgive me for my weakness, and forgive me for my betrayal.” “Amen. Now, when you were sixteen-” “I fucked hundreds of men, Julia!” Lucilla screamed at me, the desperation high in her voice, “Are we going to go through each fucking one!” “Of course not!” I giggled, then reached to the bench beside me, and produced a barb. Lucilla’s eyes went even wider, “For every man you’ve lain with, we will add a bard. You said hundreds, right? Well, obviously we can’t do hundreds; we would need a really long whip fuck for that!” I cackled at the absurdity of the idea, but Lucilla was not sharing in my amusement. She was pissing again. I sidestepped the stream before it stained my white robe, and whistled as I added barb after barb to the length of the whip. I could fit twenty on one, and if my estimation was correct, Lucilla had lain with around two-hundred men, so ten lashes would suffice. I bet Lucilla was really regretting confessing all her sins to me over the years. Of course, it wasn’t actually ‘confessing’ for her, more like bragging, but… All along the ridge tall mud brick walls had been built and guards could be seen patrolling along it’s top. All the guys know the rule about looking around in the showers, but the only way to know if anyone was checking you out is to look. What’s on the menu, college females?” I just stare at him. I pulled them off but kept her restrained. I sat up and leaning over, trying to give her a hug, but she immediately pushed me away saying, “I didn’t want you to do that!” Mike had insisted that she wore a coat out tonight, claiming that it was cold despite the air being quite mild. None of them are allowed to wear bras or panties. I was sitting on the front steps with a cup of coffee when an old Volvo came up the drive, parked, and disgorged three people. My slid out and I paused briefly with just the head inside him again, then with all my weight behind me, I trust back all the way inside him.� This time I didn't pause, out again, leaving a little bit more than just the head inside and immediately back deep inside his fuck indian arse. I need it!” My juicy cunt welcomed the nerdy futa's dick. Dan was into east asian women with good-sized tits. Juliana glared at Newlyn and was likely about to protest when their mother spoke up. Don’t worry, she was very discreet about what she shared, but I was able to fill in the blanks, and you are hard one that shone brightly in her estimations.” As I positioned my self between her legs when Lee opened her eyes "fuck me sweetie"she said biting her lip as I entered her.I don't know why it turned me on seeing her old flat tits flopping around or the wrinkles on her face but it did.It could be the way her blue eyes sparkled or the way she smiled at me while we fucked .I moved down and kissed her as she wrapped her arms around my neck driving her tongue deep in my mouth. Walking over to the open bar, he poured himself a Jameson, not even realizing he had picked that up from her too. It was in a really run-down part of town with very little traffic. Relax and rest for a while you will need it for the next game. He reminded me about what Pau would do to help me if needed; then he gave me a Black Amex card telling me that it would be accepted everywhere but telling me not to buy any villas or yachts with it.