Matriarch Stories

Ceremonies are important. Tonight’s is by a firepit surrounded by a stage of freshly stained pine planks. The pledge and his erection stand on the wobbly crate. Males love their erections and they should. The gold ring, recently pierced between his penis and scrotum, glints in the firelight. His Mistress relaxes regally below my dais in a cushioned high-backed wicker swing, facing him across the flames. She uncrosses her...