Brooke and I cleaned in addition to we presumably may within the hour or so earlier than Luke received dwelling. I say “dwelling,” however it was my dwelling and Brooke’s, not Luke’s, wasn’t it? A person’s house is his fort, proper? However the actuality is, when Luke stays with us, it’s his fort, not mine. Brooke is both his queen or his wench (or, at occasions, some odd amalgamation of the 2), relying on his temper. I’m his servant on good days, and his slave on middling or unhealthy ones. At the present time promised to be a nasty one. Brooke frenziedly mopped the kitchen flooring, emptied and loaded the dishwasher and scrubbed the counter tops whereas I frantically scrubbed the toilet bathrooms, sinks, showers and flooring. We received began on the bed room and front room, however it merely wasn’t potential to complete by the point Brooke heard Luke slam his truck door shut. She yelled up at me that he was again, and I hurriedly stripped off my T-shirt, yoga pants and panties. I momentarily debated what could be worse: to depart my garments strewn in regards to the bed room flooring, or to fail to be in position–naked and kneeling– when he walked by the door.
I made a decision the latter could be worse, and virtually killed myself working down the steps bare. In actual fact, I stubbed my toe fairly painfully on the railing. Brooke was just about ripping off her panties as I received downstairs, and we each ran to the doorway lobby and shortly dropped to our knees on both aspect of the entrance door as our king entered, dressed not in robes however in a sweat soaked soccer uniform and cleats. I stared fleetingly at Brooke’s proud breasts and anxious face, earlier than bowing my head down like her and my caged cock. I used to be too fearful to even be aroused at that time.
We each knew from previous expertise that some critical kowtowing was referred to as for on this scenario to hopefully at the very least cut back the ferocity of our inevitable punishment. Luke mentioned little or no, which by some means made issues even scarier– for me, at the very least. He walked into the lounge, plopped down on the sofa, snapped his fingers and pointed all the way down to his toes. We each crawled on our palms and knees to the place he was sitting, certainly one of us in entrance of every foot. I roughly adopted Brooke’s lead in eradicating his cleat, overlaying my nostril with it, inhaling deeply after which pulling off his sweat sock. We then introduced the damp socks as much as our noses, and once more inhaled deeply. It was all I may do to not gag from the overwhelming, acrid odor. I do not know if Brooke is just significantly better at appearing than me, or if she was behaving genuinely, however she appeared to virtually savor the odor of his sock, taking second and third deep, lengthy whiffs. Each of us then began vigorously massaging certainly one of his naked toes, planting kisses on the bottoms intermittently.
After about half-hour of massaging and kissing, throughout which Luke barely acknowledged us whereas studying his iPhone, he mentioned to me, “Cuck, iced tea?” And to Brooke, merely, “Pits.”
Once I walked again into the room along with his iced tea, she was hungrily nuzzling the suitable armpit of his sweat stained soccer jersey. I knelt earlier than him and held out the glass. After about 5 minutes, my prolonged hand started to shake a bit from the stress of holding it out and he lastly took glass and drank from it.
He then mentioned, “Let me check out the situation of this place. Cuck, get a pen and paper and observe me. In your fucking knees. Disobedient slut, keep right here in your knees, palms on prime of your head.”
He then proceeded to examine your entire home in his regular methodical manner (which he normally did after I cleaned with out Brooke’s help) and instructed me to write down down something he discovered to be missing (together with our discarded garments, books and papers misplaced on my desk, the half made mattress, a few small hairs within the lavatory sink, and so on.). I really crawled up and down the steps on my palms and knees behind him as he inspected our work.
When his inspection was lastly full, he mentioned, “Get the strap, cuck. Each of you bend over and contact your toes.”
We have been standing in the course of the lounge. He then proceeded to tug again all the curtains and lift all the blinds within the room. Our home was not proper up in opposition to the road and had some giant bushes, luckily, however anybody strolling as much as the entrance porch would have had a reasonably unobstructed view. Mercifully, nobody did that day (at the very least to not my information), however Luke’s message was clear: disobey him, and all bets have been off. Retribution would speedy, brutal and (doubtlessly) public (sooner or later, there was no “doubtlessly” about it, we have been to be taught).
Our king proclaimed our sentence: fifteen stokes of the strap on our on naked backsides, ten for disobedience and 5 for poor cleansing. Each choose and executioner, he then delivered ten unsparing strokes of the strap, alternating forwards and backwards between us. Whereas administering the punishment, he turned extra vocal.
“Once I’m sleeping on this home, I am the one who calls the pictures. I am the one who decides if, and when, the cuck is unlocked.”
SMACK SMACK “Bought it?!”
“Sure, sir,” we answered in unison.
“I am the one who decides if, when and the way the cuck will get to come back.”
SMACK SMACK “Bought it?”
“Sure, sir.”
“Each time. Do you faculty grads fucking perceive the which means of the phrase ‘each’?”
SMACK SMACK
“Sure, sir.”
Brooke was crying by the seventh or eighth stroke. I attempted my finest to carry again my tears, however as I famous, my ass was nonetheless badly bruised from the tawse on the Ren truthful, so I too was crying by the ninth.
After he delivered tenth stroke, Luke mentioned, “I had a sense you two have been as much as some shit after I was at observe. That is why I requested Kevin to inspect you. If you happen to say jack shit about it to him, in the event you present even the tiniest trace of resentment in the direction of him, I’ll let him punish you each after he turns 18 subsequent month. It is in all probability not a nasty concept that he begin to get entangled in conserving you two in line, anyhow, as soon as he is authorized. Sufficiently old to vote, sufficiently old to beat your sorry, disobedient asses. Now every of you’re due 5 extra, however I am not going to present them to you. You are going to give them to one another. If both of you holds again, I’ll add ten extra apiece. Do you perceive?”
“Sure, sir,” once more in unison.
“You first, slut.”
Luke handed her the strap and she or he struck me 5 occasions with power — if not equal to Luke’s, actually approaching it. I kicked my shin and foot up and down, and fell to my knees at one level, earlier than shortly resuming my place.
“Now, it is your flip, cuck.”
As I pulled the strap again, listening to Brooke’s subdued sobbing and seeing her beautiful, battered backside, I requested myself what knight in historical past has ever raised his hand in opposition to his woman. It was an abomination to even contemplate it. I could not presumably hurt Brooke. My compromised sense of chivalry kicked in, and I acted. Did I act with braveness? I’ll go away that so that you can determine, expensive reader.
I dropped to the ground and clasped Luke’s ankles. “Please, sir. Please, sire, I encourage you. Please do not make me damage Brooke. Please give me the extra strokes, as an alternative.” I started kissing his naked toes frenetically.
“Cuck, in the event you do not give her the 5 strokes, at the very least as exhausting as she hit you, I’ll give her ten extra. Tougher than the primary ten.”
Brooke mentioned to me, “It is okay, Walter. Do what he says.”
In that second, I actually despised Luke. He was a merciless, crafty, autocratic bastard. However Brooke wished him there. Brooke wished this. Wasn’t the last word responsibility of the knight to obey his woman, to accede to her needs and needs? Who was I to query them. Was me hanging her a part of the sport, too? It was a twisted recreation, to make sure, however it was the sport she wished. There’s a cliched, typically ironic phrase typically uttered when one is about to punish somebody: “That is going to harm me much more than it’ll damage you.” On this case, though I didn’t utter these phrases, I believed them and actually believed them to be true. As a result of whereas my blows briefly wounded Brooke’s flesh, they completely wounded my spirit; they have been blows in opposition to my conscience and my sense of honor. Nonetheless, seeing no viable different, I delivered the 5 strokes, attempting to attain simply the required depth to appease Luke and never a smidgen extra. Brooke cried out for the ultimate two, and her complete face was tear stained when she stood up. Seeing this, I went into the toilet and threw up.
Luke subsequent sat down on the sofa and turned on a school recreation, whereas requiring Brooke and me to face bare on both aspect of the TV, legs collectively and palms clasped behind our heads, our fireplace pink asses on show. He had inserted certainly one of his sweaty socks into every of our mouths as a gag, taping them collectively from behind with duct tape. I remained acutely aware of the open blinds as we stood there for half-hour, each resisting any impulse to scratch an itch or rub our tender backsides. After the alarm went off on his telephone, he ordered us to arrange him a steak, baked potato and creamed spinach. Nonetheless bare, we then served it to him, standing at consideration subsequent to the desk whereas he leisurely ate his meal. Like naughty kids, we weren’t permitted supper that evening and went to mattress hungry. After dinner, Luke watched a two hour motion film, resting certainly one of his toes on my again from my place on my palms and knees and his different foot on prime of Brooke’s face as she lay prostate on the ground subsequent to the sofa. We have been permitted one lavatory break, however the one different occasions we left our positions have been to convey him popcorn or beers. Each of us have been too cowed to sneak a lot as a kernel of popcorn within the kitchen, terrified he would catch us and topic us to nonetheless extra humiliating punishment. Lastly, we went to sleep. Brooke was permitted to share the mattress with him at the very least, whereas I curled up on the ground on the foot of the mattress, pillowless, blanketless and shivering.
Luke actually had delivered his message.
Prior to now, after enduring Luke’s abuse over the course of a weekend, I appeared ahead to strolling to campus on Monday mornings to show. The classroom had been a refuge of types for me, a spot the place (my effeminate articles of clothes however) I used to be nonetheless comparatively in command, nonetheless secure. After the occasions of the Ren truthful, that sense of safety was now doubtful.
Kelly smiled brightly at me as she entered the classroom with certainly one of her feminine classmates.
“Hello, Professor Rollins! How are you feeling as we speak? I hope you are not sore.” The opposite lady giggled. “From all the strolling, I imply. My toes have been killing me yesterday.”
At school, I used to be typically left questioning nowadays if most of the questions and feedback from my college students have been harmless or innuendo. Coming from Kelly, and her given her buddy’s giggle, I strongly suspected the latter.
“Sure, there was a variety of strolling, however I am high quality.”
Paul Betz walked in with Anna and sat down in the direction of the again of the classroom. Paul somewhat disrespectfully propped his toes up on the seat in entrance of him. He regarded me with a smirk, as if daring me to ask him to take his toes off the chair and sit up (which I longed, however didn’t in actual fact dare, to do). I surveyed the room of 9 college students current that day to see if I may discern something from their expressions to point whether or not Kelly, Paul and/or Anna had instructed any of the others about what had occurred on Saturday on the Ren truthful. To my reduction, nothing clearly indicated that to be the case. Then once more, it was solely Monday. Was it potential they might honor their promise to maintain quiet about it, and that Paul’s risk was nothing greater than teasing, presumably fueled by inebriation (I used to be pretty sure that that they had been ingesting, though they have been in all probability below age)? I allowed myself to hope that could be true, however remained extremely skeptical.
In an effort to exert management, to reassert my authority within the classroom, I introduced a pop quiz. Anna rolled her eyes and Paul virtually imperceptibly shook his head at me (as if saying, “You’ll remorse this.”). The scholars dropped their quizzes off on my desk as they left the room. Reviewing them in my workplace instantly after class, the primary two scores have been 80 and 72. The third quiz I reviewed was Paul’s. Written on the underside of the web page was the next:
Professor web page boy,
It can save you your self the difficulty of grading Kelly’s, Anna’s and my quizzes. We’ll every obtain an A. You’ll meet me tomorrow at one of many again cubicles at O’Riordans at 6 PM. We’ve got necessary enterprise to debate.
O’Riordans was a well-known pub in a city just a few miles away. It was much less prone to be frequented by college students and school than the bars nearer to campus. I suppose that was one thing to be thankful for, at the very least, as a result of the remainder of Paul’s notice triggered me nothing however misery. Initially, how dare he demand that I falsify his, Anna’s and Kelly’s grades?! I took my job as a professor, and educational integrity, very significantly. I could not presumably artificially inflate the grades of sure college students; it was unfair to all the different college students, not simply in my class, however in your entire faculty. Out of curiosity, I graded their quizzes: Kelly scored an 82, Anna scored a 64, and Paul did not even hassle answering the questions. He was not that unhealthy a pupil; this was a complete energy play on his half.
Secondly, it was now apparent that Paul was not teasing and had each intention of following by on his risk of blackmail, or extortion or no matter it was he had in thoughts.
That night at dwelling issues have been largely again to regular, or what had grow to be my new regular. Brooke and I walked on eggshells round Luke, however he appeared to have largely gotten over his anger. He even permitted me the glass of wine I used to be entitled to from having exceeded my weight reduction objectives on my weigh-in on Saturday earlier than the Ren truthful. And he had missionary intercourse with Brooke, making allowances for her battered backside; he was nonetheless considerably tough and degrading, as all the time (slapping and pinching her nipples), however much less so than regular. Wearing turquoise coloured tights, I used to be permitted to observe, my cock throbbing in opposition to my cage. Brooke’s moans have been as intense as regular. Although I used to be again in my mattress that evening, I slept very poorly for the second evening in a row, crammed with nervousness about my impending assembly with Paul Betz.
I had just one class on Tuesday, so was in a position to spend just a few hours in my workplace doing analysis for my ebook. I used to be studying among the scholarly literature on the Earl of Essex, aka “The Nice Cuckold.” To be extra exact, Robert Devereux was the third Earl of Essex, who lived life within the shadow of his father, a favourite of Queen Elizabeth 1. On the age of 13, Lord Essex married Frances Howard, just one yr older than him and often known as fairly, sturdy willed and spoiled. Quickly after marrying her, he was despatched off on the standard European Tour for 2 years, earlier than having consummated his marriage to Frances. Throughout his absence, she started a passionate affair with Robert Carr, Viscount Rochester, a favourite of King James, Elizabeth’s successor. Upon Devereux’s return, Frances sought to annul the wedding on the grounds that he was impotent, leading to a really public trial and great public humiliation for him. He claimed that he was fairly succesful with different ladies and solely impotent with Frances, due to the very poor, verbally abusive method during which she handled him. The annulment was nonetheless granted and Devereux turned a laughingstock at courtroom and a “nationwide joke.” One suspects Frances’ magnificence undermined Devereux’s claims that he carried out adequately with different ladies. Frances married her lover after the annulment. Devereux received some measure of revenge three years later when Frances and Carr, who had in the meantime been named Earl of Somerset, have been tried for poisoning Sir Thomas Overbury. Devereux was a member of the jury and pushed for the loss of life penalty for his ex-wife and the person who cuckolded him. They have been condemned to loss of life however the sentence was by no means carried out.
On the age of forty, Devereux married a second time to Elizabeth Paulet. Paulet bore him a son, who died of the plague inside a month of delivery. Devereux then filed for judicial separation (as divorce was not a authorized possibility on the time) on the grounds of adultery, not believing the son to be his. Whether or not it was his impotence that was the rationale for that, or just his paranoia after what had transpired with Frances, it’s unattainable to know. However, with out query, the failure of his second marriage cemented his popularity as “The Nice Cuckold” and deepened his public humiliation. Devereux additionally had an undistinguished profession as a navy chief. He had some successes on the battlefield to make sure, however as many or extra defeats, and his navy profession ended ignominiously within the First English Civil Warfare within the Battle of Lostwithiel. Outmaneuvered by the Royalists, Devereux’s 6,000-man military was pressured to give up whereas he shamefully escaped in a fishing boat to flee humiliation. Thus, compounding his final skilled humiliation, in fact.
As I drove to O’Riordans to fulfill Paul Betz, my ideas continued to dwell on Devereux, a failure personally in addition to professionally– in each the bed room and on the battlefield–who turned an object of public ridicule. It was unattainable for me to not establish with this unlucky historic determine. Clearly a failure within the bed room, in order that Brooke needed to look to her abusive ex-husband to fulfill her sexual wants, I now appeared on the precipice of failing professionally, shedding my place of authority with my college students. And like Devereux, my humiliation was turning into more and more public.
Was I destined to grow to be “The Nice Cuckold” of the fashionable period? Historical past does have a humorous manner of repeating itself…