M. when she'd finally finished cleaning out the rest of the debris from the now empty shell of a bathroom, she'd stripped off her filthy clothes with ...elish, enjoying the way the warm night air felt upon her skin, flexing muscles that she'd forgotten she had as they sent up their protests at the massive amount of work she'd forced upon them these past two weeks.In the moonlight, the pond seemed somewhat surreal. Tiny fireflies sparkled like twinkling Christmas lights over the still water, the. Wow!”, Barb said as I felt Diane’s hand with my shorts appear by my side. My cock was flexing itself and I was embarrassed, but really turned on as well. I grabbed my shorts from Diane and bent over and put my shorts on. I had some trouble trying to get my zipper up and my shorts buttoned as my raging hard on wouldn’t subside. I just walked forward into the living room and put my sandals on. Suddenly both of the girls were in the entranceway looking at me with big smiles on their faces. “I’m so. She could hear the muffled shouting of orders above deck as the ship was more and more still. She leaves her tiny bunk behind, climbing the steep stairs as the boat was finally docked. Truth be told she was glad to be off the boat, being the only woman on board had garnered her a good deal of attention, and led to a lot of frustrating encounters.Still, she was finally here. She Gazes out into the city, wondering what life would await her in this bustling. I’m still ashamed to admit I was wet in moments.Having two masters who want only to hurt and humiliate me is even scarier than having one little mistress who I still remember breast feeding. They played with me inside the house and in the mostly private back yard. I’d never even sunbathed out there topless and here I was crawling around like a dog, playing fetch and other dehumanizing things. They threatened, well promised actually, to make the yard my bathroom, although it was a relief of.