Ruth sat down. There was an increasing lust mounting inside her, a thrill that she had to quench or she was going to be sick. I must not get sick now,... she told herself. I must remain calm and wait for Dan's cue.Dan reached into a cabinet and withdrew a reel of tape. He congratulated himself once more for having thought of recording one of their wilder fucking sessions. He fondled it carefully, thinking back to that night. Dan's dormant cock began to pulse to life as he remembered Ruth Connors'. "What’s this bruise Slut, have you been cheating on me?" "No Master, it was hubby". Peter sensed something was wrong he could read Helen like a book, "you are lying bitch tell me the truth", "I swear Master it was hubby". Peter didn’t believe her but went along as if he did. The evening went to plan although Peter was still suspicious and his whipping was a tad harder than usual. Helen noticed the difference but said nothing afterwards when they were enjoying their love. "Hello Tim how are. It was an old building, long destroyed by a heavy storm. There wasn’t a wheel on the mossy wall, only a few decayed timber beams lay forgotten in the high gras beside the stream. Long ago the miller, his wife and her two sons died from the Black Death and many days after that no one dared to sleep within these walls. “The Mill is haunted” the people in the nearest village muttered to every stranger who came to the tavern. But twenty years later a impecunious farmer and his wife found the mill. Kyle was also in trouble and a priest and a couple of other guys took him away!Daddy took my hand and pulled me down the stairs to our car and mom was in there waiting as were my two brothers and my sister.I was crying and freaking out because I just knew that some serious punishment was coming and probably even worse! I was scared to death and all the way home, everybody was giving me dirty looks and mom even reached back from the front seat and tried to slap me.When we arrived home, daddy.