Sweat drips down my face, across my cheek and down my slender neck, I feel it moving down my nude body, closer to my bound and tender breasts. My wris...s begin to ache, the cuffs biting into my skin is heaven because she did it to me because it pleases her. I am here to please her, to serve her and to love her. I love her.She places her hand on me and my breath stops. I feel a surge of power in her touch. The pain I feel in my neck as she presses me down is nirvana to me. I bend over, the ropes. Just so you know we have two 17-year-olds that are three weeks from their 18th birthdays and are already experts in disguise and incursion. I am not sure where they will fit in, but I believe they will.”The Commander asked, “Where did they learn that?”I replied, “It was a game they started playing as very young kids to stay out of their parent’s way. Then they studied and learned from their own experiences. From what I am told, they can introduce themselves to you, walk away and return in less. Normal, everyday sounds on board a yacht at anchor.Even so, CC was up and about in time for the early inshore forecast, after which he decided to switch the head-sail for the small number three sail. If they were, as planned, going to head up the Blackwater to Maldon, it would mean beating – tacking upwind in short tacks – the seven miles to Osea, then again past Heybridge, even shorter tacks, plus some tricky manoeuvring in the winding channel before achieving the berth at the quay. The wind. You wait in agony as I wrap a satin scarf around your eyes not once, not twice, but three times to be absolutely sure you can't see a thing then run my hands slowly from your ears down your cheeks and around your neck slowly and gently as you let out a soft whimper of anticipation and then suddenly clutch your throat hard pulling your head back against my body to make sure you know who is in charge.Releasing your throat you gasp for breath and I step around you and force your knees apart and.