From near the top of the pole hung two, antique- looking, black chains, with iron manacles, attached to a large, iron, eye- bolt. Gazing around the ro...m she saw a large, wooden, torture rack with ropes and hand winches that reminded her of Edgar Allen Poe’s classic, “The Pit and The Pendulum.” A pillory and stocks with a raised table covered in blood-red leather, with numerous attaching rings, was placed on the center of a raised platform near the center of the room. An iron-maiden cabinet. All of them excitedly waved back, smiling, talking amongst themselves and giggling. good afternoon girls, Im Jake, I spoke, standing in front of them as we all sized each other up. hi, Jake! they all said in unison, all sounding so sexy, cute with several high pitched voices. we will get the formalities done when we get to the island, sound good? I asked. whoo! yelled the girls, running jumping excitedly into the boat. I didnt get many good looks at them as we sped across the water in the. Instead of being spent, her warm mouth wrapped around my cock, had my cock staying hard as a rock. I let her suck me for a couple more minutes before I asked, taking my cock out of her mouth, "Ready for more, my little slut?" It seems you are," she replied, giving my cock a solid squeeze."Back on your knees," I ordered."What has got into you tonight?" She asked playfully as she obeyed the order.I shrugged, "I just realized that it was time to teach you your place in our relationship." Is that. ’ Nellie awoke and knew she was at peace. The breeze ruffled her hair and the slap of water caressed her ears like sweet music. She knew instantly that was water against a hull. They were sailing. She sat up and stretched, knowing Captain Cross’s eyes would be tracing the outline of her nearest breast, stretched against the cotton fabric of her polo top. She thought of jiggling it for him. Nellie looked back at the wheel. But he wasn’t there, they were on self-steering. She then smelt bacon and.