‘Where might the captain be this fine morning?’ She smiled at the man and he instantly returned it. ‘He’s under the weather today I’m afraid...’ she relied dismissively. ‘As ye are too.’ His smile turned into a questionable look. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘This,’ she said pulling out a pistol. She pointed it at his head and before he had a chance to object she pulled the trigger. He fell back to the deck. The crew stopped what they were doing and began reaching for their own weapons. Rusalka threw. Indiansexstories2.net/author/shankar_2349Let go to the story without wasting time. Hi, this the second part of smitha becoming slave, I walk into the story directly. She was in a night ware, we started smooching I lifted her and walked to the sofa without breaking the kiss, she broke the kiss after few minutes, and we started to discuss about the sessions, I have framed rules for my slave smitha I explained the rules to her I had 2 set of rules one when we are alone in the house and the other. "Why wouldn't it be? You do care about him, don't you?" Her tone changed dramatically when she replied, almost like I had accused her of something, "Of course I do, he's a great guy, the best I've ever met. It's just that moving in together is such a huge step, I don't know if we’re ready for it yet." The minute she said that I knew exactly what this was, because I had done it more than once myself, " Look, you're just freaking out, everybody does it when they're making a big decision. Trust. " Elliott. Ruth and Elliott Strickland." Yes. Strickland. I'm sorry I could not recall their full names." What are you doing with their things?" she gasped, just noticing what was going on. "Who are you?" Don't be alarmed, Paula," Pico soothed."But you're packing their things! What are you doing that for? Has something happened to them?" Yes. I'm afraid so." An accident! They haven't had an accident?"Smiling inwardly at the unintentional help she'd given him, but forcing his face to look.