" Kelley Anne Harvey, will you have dinner with me tomorrow night?"Her reaction was unexpected. I thought she would laugh or smile. She did neither. "...'m not finished," she said, sitting perfectly still in the rocker, her eyes unwavering."Okay, you want to talk. I'll listen." It's not that simple. You have to participate."I patted the center cushion again and watched her chin quiver, like she was squelching a laugh. "I'll participate." Have you been in love?"Why was she putting me through this?. Grabbing your hair once again, I haul you to your feet and drag you into the main cabin room. Taking a length of rope, I loop a length around your breast tightly and repeat a few times. With the rest of the rope I tie your other breast. Your orbs are now tight, and they are pulled together by knots in between your two fleshy globes. I tell you to stick your tongue out of your gag, and attach a clothespin to it. Your drool seepage increases now that your tongue is stuck outside of the ring.. This also meant it was convenient for the docks. Although she was successful enough that she no longer had to spread her legs for sailors fresh off the ship, she still maintained a few of her most effective and well endowed lovers from that time, at reduced rates.Rough and crude as they may have been, she sometimes missed the sailors. At least they’d had passion, and most of them were better fucks than the clients she had now: fat merchants cheating on their wives, and nobles who were too poor. She smiled, her face flushing slightly as he ran his fingers over her. They both quickly snapped out of the moment and turned to face the front as the DJ announced the bride and groom’s first dance. Her hand wandered back over to his thigh, stroking higher up this time.Jess was quick to pull Ben out onto the dance floor as soon as the music started. Her giggly drunkenness was captivating him, and he couldn’t help himself from trying to be as close to her as possible. She quickly wrapped her.