Boxed Set: Innocent Immigrant by Jax Lusty

had plans. “What do you propose?” I asked.
    “I won’t have Katie living under the shame of a lie. It is difficult enough for her already to come to grips with the unusual situation she has found herself in, but we both respect her. I will go to Auckland on this afternoon’s boat to obtain a licence, and return by Monday.”
    “Pastor Mackay returns tomorrow...”
    “We’ll not involve ourselves with his community any longer.”
    “That’s a situation that suits me very well. Maraea and I will take good care of Katie while you’re gone.”
    The community Mission, for all its godliness, had no time for Maraea or me as mixed Māori–Pākehā. All men might well be equal in the eyes of God, but not according to Pastor Mackay and his Elders, who considered us unsuitable for their pure people. I kept these ideas to myself, knowing how angry it made Griff. I never spoke of the other things that went on at the Mission either because Griff seemed torn.
    On the one hand, he felt loyal to his parents, who had helped by donating the land for the Mission of Perpetual Divinity to settle its roots, but he had good enough sense to be suspicious of what occurred behind the facade of benevolence. The original idea for the Mission had drifted off course once the egos of the men who ran it veered towards earthly rather than heavenly gifts.
    Griff looked solemn, and he clasped me to him, patting me roughly on the shoulder. “I know you’ll take as good care of Katie as I would, Ari. We’ll have this marriage business sorted in no time so that the next visit Braddock makes to Kotuku will be to hear our wedding vows.”
    Although he appeared to have everything under control, his mouth remained tight. “What is it, Griff?”
    “She’s flighty, Ari, and I’m not convinced she wants to stay; don’t let her run off.” He brushed his hand down my side.
    We had to be careful about any display of affection for each other in front of the farm workers. Even though relationships between men went on a lot in a town with so few women, town gossip about our unnatural love could destroy us. Things might be lawless in Kotuku, but a whisper to the authorities in the region would have us arrested. Depending on the magistrate, we could well finish up behind bars. We may have had the respect of many townfolk, but I could tell that breaking away from Pastor Mackay, with the control he had on the community, would create enemies.
    “Wiremu will take care of business at the warehouse and is more than capable of handling things if an unscheduled boat comes in needing assistance. I know you’ll watch out for Katie as much as I would. Touch her, often; teach her to become accustomed to being held and caressed.” He winked at me. “And, of course, there’s always your birch if she misbehaves.”
    I was the gentler of Griff and me, but the thought of birching Katie certainly brought a lively pulse to my cock. I could administer it for punishment, but for those who enjoyed it, I was equally capable of turning a thrashing into great pleasure. Judging by how Griff had spanked Katie to a beautiful climax, I liked the idea of experimenting further with her reaction to erotic pain. Perhaps one day I’d have the chance of whipping her pale bottom while she rode Griff’s cock and—
    “Ari?”
    Griff broke into my daydream.
    He glanced around the yard, making sure we were alone. “This looks painful,” he said, giving my cock a squeeze, his hot breath warming my cheek. “Tell me, what got you into this state?”
    His voice, when he lowered it that way, rumbled with desire. I couldn’t help but lean into him. “I was thinking of birching Katie as she rode your cock. Imagine it, Griff, every switch across her tender buttocks making her tighten on you, her cunny gripping your prick like a man’s strong fist, her cries finding their way deep into your balls.”
    Griff’s hand returned to my cock. “Mike’s seeing to my horse. Is Katie with