She quivered. Her initial reaction was to bounced her ass a little, dance and grind on his cock, thrusting backwards into him to try to move his cock...in deeper She resisted this reflex. This night was going to be perfect and it was going to last. The hot rush of pleasure washing over her had a lot to do with the idea that things were going to be slow yet insanely hot. She stayed still, except for her head as she whipped her long hair back around her left shoulder and looked at him over her. "Good work Sever. I've seen what he's done to the others. You have got to tell me what happened, and don't leave out a single detail." He looked me over like I was some piece of artwork Meg was presenting.For her part, Meg played up the attitude she had before I had freed her from the program. "It wasn't that hard. A two-by-four does wonders even to assholes like him," she said as she pushed me toward a seat with her foot.I stumbled and fell onto the couch, crying out because I had landed on my. The wooden ramp creaked under the strain of the load. Forty-five gallons of salt water weighed over three hundred and eighty pounds. It was a little too bulky and heavy for even Betsy to carry.The Bloated Shark was the name she had given the tugboat she had purchased for a research platform. When she had found it, it was just an old tug that had seen better days. It had been in sad shape, but Betsy had fallen in love with it.She had blown her initial budget purchasing the tug. A million dollars. Then you walked into my restaurant and it was as ifthe Goddess Herself had delivered you to me! All the fantasies I hadover the years of finding a man that was true and honest, kinky, lovedfemininity, and was submissive walked right in the door and I knew itto be you. And as we dated, and I found out you truly loved me,respected me, and truly enjoyed my company and doing special things forme, I lost my heart to you and know I will never get it back, baby!"Mistress Sara said as tears rolled down.