”Before he can react, Ms. E undoes the husband’s cuffs, pushes him butt first on to the bed and restrains his hands above his head. “You like ho...se racing, Mr. Man?” Another swat laces across his resilient erection. “Do you get excited when a jockey rides her horse hard down the stretch trying to be first to cross the finish line?” Yellow feathers spank his balls. “Well, you are about to find out what that excitement is all about.”“Miss Missy, it’s time to saddle up. Climb onboard your mount. The remaining three began clearing the table more to pass the time than anything else.The minute the door to the captain's quaters closed behind them, Malu changed. She pulled away from him and sat down on the bunk, straightening her back to show off a pair of very nice, well-formed breasts. Her attitude was that of a person who was in complete control and indeed that was how she felt. Among women she often felt immature and daft, but here she was on her home-turf. Men, she had always felt,. ’ Shelley said in a threatening voice. ‘Get her girls.’ All at once, the cheerleaders swooped over the surprised Goth and physically picked her up. One girl put a hand over Winifred’s mouth to prevent her from attracting anyone’s attention and they stood with her hoisted in the air, waiting Shelley’s orders. ‘Follow me!’ Shelley called out to her obedient troop as she began walking towards the auto-shop garage. She led them into the garage through a still-open garage door and closed it behind. .But it always gave me the greatest pleasure to do that...theright lingerie, the right dress..It made me feel..." complete? Like you were doing the exact thing that you were always meantto do. That you were accomplishing something that you were meant toaccomplish?" he completed my sentence."Yes," I admitted. "Yes that's right - I felt that I was doing the rightthing - prettying myself for my man so that I could fulfill his desires.But it is such a feminine feeling though - there is no way you.