" She spoke in a very quiet voice, that was surprisingly deep and husky.I decided to drop the subject, she was obviously deeply embarrassed by events....A few minutes later I managed to open one half of the handcuffs so she was free of the beam."Why don't you sit at the table while I work on the other cuff?"She nodded and walked fairly unsteadily over to the table, either she had been handcuffed to the beam for quite a while or she wasn't use to the high heeled boots. I sat across from her and. Shit, shit, shit what can I do butwhat she says," Chris thought remembering what she had told him."Chris are you paying attention? Once the water is warm fill the bulbthree quarters then fill it the rest of the way with this rose scentedwater. Make sure you coat the nozzle with this lubricant before youinsert it. You will flush three times every morning. I want yousmelling sweet everywhere my darling," she said as she handed him thedouche."Ye?.eee?sss M?om?my," he managed to reply as he took. ” Tink had watched the crew dance up and down the rigging like squirrels in a tree but she never had climbed anything in her life. Tentatively, Tink sucked up her courage and began climbing the rigging at the mast. Tink chided herself, “How can someone who’s flown nearly to the moons and back be so afraid of heights?” But, afraid of heights – or more correctly – afraid of falling she was and her trembling fingers held the hemp ropes and furled sheets in a death grip. Climbing past a yardarm,. I was surprised her breasts were so firm and so firmly corseted."I fear," she whispered, "that your dear father will do me little harm tonight." Nor little good," I whispered, enjoying the view of her fine mounds, which actually rubbed against each other in her tight corset and thus produced a deep valley begging for exploration. I bent and kissed high on both breasts and then nuzzled her throat. She purred.Father's men had undressed him down to his frilly shirt and he lay on his back snoring.