It hurt, a little, but I wanted him to bite me harder. He clearly read my mind because that is just what he did. As I let out a faint scream, his hand...immediately covered my mouth. Everything stopped. I knew not to turn round. From somewhere he had produced a piece of rope and, after pushing my head down, I felt something happening and before I had any idea what was going on, my wrists had been tied together. This was what I wanted, what I had wanted for as long as I could remember. I knew he. ”“After she had me installed in a nut-house?”“A spa ... a sanatorium, please.”“Very well. 16 o’clock?” I tossed my napkin onto the table, knowing she liked them neatly refolded. “You look well.”“Thank you, Otto.” She didn’t enquire as to my health.I doffed my tunic and lay down for a nap.Johann returned. He was arguing with the master of the Saint Margaret about delaying delivery, booking the next cargo and getting the ship underway. Milli was still shopping. They would sail for Montevideo in. I did notice when his hand slipped in my pants and cupped my bare pussy. I hadn’t bothered to wear panties. His fingers ignored my clit and went straight for my prize, first one then a second and finally a third invading my now hot wet hole. I was too far gone to bother stopping him, even if I’d wanted to. It was an incredible feeling his fingers gliding and his palm press against my clit. His skill level was fantastic; he always did know what buttons to push. I was quickly approaching bliss,. I felt the warm water begin to flow into my bowels."Hold it as long as you can slut." My aunt commanded.I nodded and struggled against the urge to let the warm water escape my ass. Just when I felt I could hold no more the flow of water into my ass stopped and she pulled the wand from my ass. "Hold it." She commanded."Yes ma'am" I nodded and squeezed my ass muscles. My stomach began to ache and finally she told me to sit on the toilet and let it out. I felt relief as the water exited my ass.