When I got to his crotch and began to shave his pubic hair, he did not protest one bit."Very good boy Peter. You look fabulous. Now are you ready for ... very special orgasm?" I asked."I can"t wait" He said."That"s a good boy." I said. I began to stroke his rock hard penis with one hand, and slipped a finger into his ass with the other hand. Then 2, then I secretly submerged a small dildo into the tub and slowly worked that into his ass. When Peter began to realize what it was he opened his eyes. She hurried to the grate and pulled. She could not make it budge, so she turned to the stained glass window. For reasons still unknown to her to this day, Christine ran her fingertips along the edge of the frame and felt a small switch. She flipped the switch and the window began to swing in, away from her. She caught it, opened it enough for her to step through and then pushed it closed behind her.And that, as they say, was that.Over the years, she became extremely adept at discovering the. I toss it onto the chair next to my dress. The dark twin kneels and slidesan elastic garter up my left leg to hold my stocking in place. My legs trembleat his intimate caress. His hands reach my upper thigh but he seems unawareof my discomfort. He moves over to my right leg. I barely keep from brushingmy hands over his bald scalp. With my stockings secure I stand stripped beforethese two uncaring men holding out my wrists to be cuffed. The dark twin bucklesfur lined leather cuffs onto my wrists. Then he added, “... and you aren’t planning on bouncing them around very much.”Mistress June looked at me and said, “The mast is a little shorter than it could be so it doesn’t stick so far off the stern when it is folded down. So to allow for a bigger sail, there is a small top spar that holds the sail out from the mast.” She pressed a button on the panel in front of the big wheel used to steer the boat and I could hear an electric motor whining. A small spar about three feet long began rising.