And so it was that Lady Margo came to secure the bedroom services of young Jack.Now, young Jack, having been under Lady Margot’s bedroom instruction...for a for few days, was being introduced into the pleasures of receiving anal enema; or irrigation of his rear passage.Naturally when Margot outlined what she desired of him, Jack protested but his mistress indicated that his job would be on the line if he was unable to meet her hygienic standards.The procedure was conducted in her lavish bathroom. I sensed the presence of someone in the room, so I turned around and shut the computer top, but not before Nicki had gotten a good look at the screen. The scene was of a petite shemale with light brown hair, a small dick and medium sized breasts; her limp noodle flopped forward and back as her partner, an average looking guy with dark hair and a long cock filled her ass from behind. Her eyes glued to the large bulge visible underneath my jeans and then I noticed something I hadn’t seen. Returning to her office, she kept her eyes on the ground as she approached Vivian’s desk.“That was fast.”Amy shivered at the gleeful tone in Vivian’s voice. She nodded and tried to keep walking.“Just a minute. How many times?”“Just the once.”“Good. I’m glad you realized that you’d only asked permission for a single orgasm.” Vivian smirked. “Don’t you have work to do?”Amy hurried past her into the office and leaned against her closed door. It was worse than she had imagined. Vivian was acting. A gusting wind played havoc with the sails as the storm loomed closer. Splashing over her sides, the waves swelled around the ship. Looking around himself and behind, a sailor accepted his challenge to question the location of the girl and shrugged, ‘I don’t know.’ ‘Well, we can’t worry about her now. There’s a storm brewing. Batten down the hatches and drop sail. We’ll never make it to shore before she breaks us up against the rocks. We’ll have to ride this one out.’ Oblivious to the impending.