Almost every husband, any husband, could overlook the most lascivious behaviors of his wife, unless and until, another man gave up his seed for her. T...hat was the final straw. If a married woman participated in or assisted a man in giving up his seed, well, that was adultery, it was betrayal, and the marriage was over in spirit if not in fact. A husband could find a rationale to overlook his wife’s behavior as a flirt, as a stripper, or as a bar vixen; however, the moment his wife was either. . GO AND GET IT" ELLA MOVES AS QUICK AS SHE CAN WHILE LUCAS WAS COMING UP CLOSELY BEHIND HER. THEY BOTH GET TO THE TAIL AT THE SAME TIME SO IT'S WHO PICKS IT UP FIRST. Ella gets it but drops it and so does Lucas but Lucas is very quick to get it again and me of it in and ran back to Ella's Mom and gave it. Ella made her way back squealing at her mom as she lost the game. She said "Right, Ella you lost the game so your not only going to be listed but going to be tagged and whipped as punishment. "Erik?" She mumbled."Hmmm?" Erik?"Her voice lowered an octave as her hand descended down his chest. She paused as she encountered the light dusting of coarse curls that began just below his navel before following it to the obvious object of her desire. His manhood lay nestled in the thick patch of hair at his groin. He moaned as her hands closed around his partially aroused member and firmly gripped it. She began to stroke him steadily and he gasped as his hips thrust involuntarily forward in. Is...The...Rule?" I said again with more force causing her to squirm in the chair, a visible glint of wetness showing between her legs. "Not in Daddy's chair when he's not home...", she said quietly. "What don't we do in Daddy's chair when he's not home?" I said sternly tracing the tip of the blade across her cheek and down to the topmost button of the shirt, eliciting a visible shudder from her and causing her to pull away. Wrapping the leash around my hand twice to shorten its length, I gave.