Not even a smile of any kind."Sure, I have very little luggage," I said holding up a small canvas bag left on the cruise ship by someone from the farm..."Good, then we can be on our way." How long will we be in the air?" I asked."The flight will take about five hours. We have to make a couple of other stops," he informed me.The plane was the eight passenger thing I had flown in previously. It appeared to be a kind of shuttle plane for them. We stopped two places with no names posted on either of. “Good,” she said, nodding to herself.“Her skin is turning yellow.” I said. “Fantastic! Her kidneys just restarted, and they’re very stressed.” Catherine said, and prodded at a vein in Elena’s arm, “She needs a lot of fluids, and her stomach isn’t ready for them yet. Sherman, hand me that syringe, and that saline bag. It’s the bladder with an ‘S’ written on it.” I handed Catherine the bladder and the syringe, and she connected the two with a tube before injecting it into Elena’s arm. The yellow. Life at ourhome returned to pre-ceremony normal. Carol and I were still fucktoys.Carol with Master Robert, me with whoever desired me. I resumed myclean-up duties and assisted their lovemaking whenever desired.My Master and my wife announced they were planning a small get togetherwith family and friends. They had an important announcement to share.As it turned out my wife Carol was pregnant. I was so happy for them.The love I enabled them to share and helped them to share had produced. The belt was somewhat loose, and it caused the bodice to retract. Her tits are saggy, to be sure, but quite nicely sized. I told her it would be a few moments and I'd be done. She said, "I'd like to watch you fix it, so maybe I can do it next time!" She sat on the edge of the tub as I continued adjusting and tightening. When she sat, the lower 1/2 of her robe parted, and her legs were parted enough for her to be flashing me. I looked long enough to see sparse grey to white cunt hair, then.