"I agreed and asked where he was from."Nepal" he replied. "Kathmandu."Nepal, I thought. I chatted with him about life in Nepal. He spoke of how foreig...ers often thought the country was completely medieval with no rods cars or cell phones."National Geographic has a lot to answer for", I said. He laughed,"Yes they stereotype us."He asked if I knew much about Nepal.I said that I had seen the documetary a few years earlier about an Irish poet called Cathal O Searcaigh, who visited Nepal regularly.. Again he edged her, teased her, denied her.Then at last he pushed his fingers deep inside her, pressed the vibe on her clit and held it there, and said, "Okay you can come, slut! Come for me now you dirty whore!" Kate shook, bucked, clenched, and screamed as the powerful vibrations combined with the effects of the repeated edging, the restraints, and his strong, abusive voice to give her a huge, shuddering, out of control, spasming orgasm.Instinctively, Kate tried to press her legs together as. " I stared at him in disbelief. Could this really be true? Was I really about to die? When I spoke my voice was unsteady. "And my father, captain? Where is my father?" His face was sad, so sad, and that told me everything before he even spoke. "He's with the Lord, girl. Washed overboard like dozens of others. There was no chance to save him." The captain waited a moment and opened the door to go. Outside I saw the cruel sailor waiting and suddenly something softened in me. "Captain?" I. I wear the pants in the familyso I only think it's fair that you wear the skirts."I looked at her flummoxed."Don't look so surprised. We both know how feminine and submissive youare. And you do look so pretty dressed up. So from now I want you to bethe wife and look pretty for me. And since you hardly go out of the houseor meet anyone, no one will ever know."I protested. I cried. I pleaded. But there was no changing her mind. Infact she got angry with my whining and slapped me. Then she made me.