She was wearing a black latex catsuit which clung to every amazing curve of Her glorious body. Her thigh high black leather boots and leather gloves c...mpleted Her amazing wardrobe. In Her left hand was a black riding crop, but in Her right was a pink leash.The leash was attached to the red collar of Her soon to be slave, who was on all fours and crawling obediently behind Her as She commanded. slave always followed and never led. Leading was the role of Mistress alone and slave's sole purpose. Chuck made an announcement to everyone on the Friday evening of the third week I was confined. “The boat will sail a week from Monday. We’ll be in Ireland within a few days less than three weeks if we don’t have any hiccups. Our plan is to visit Ireland and then head to the Mediterranean, where we’ll make some stops at Steve’s factories. We’re all planning on some time on the great beaches there, but we’re going to bypass a lot of the sightseeing. Chuck Miller’s ladies want to do some tours,. He had never liked Flo after she made such a big deal out of his coming in her mouth after he promised he wouldn't. It seemed like common sense for all broads to understand when a guy says that, it is only because they don't want the female on her knees to stop what she is doing for any reason.Pretty Flo's mouth was real primo and any red-blooded male would have promised her the Brooklyn Bridge to keep her busy down below. Now that she was married to that prick Angelo Scarpella and living in. Around the corner another cute guy comes up to me with some reallynice beads. "Dude I can't show you my cock, how about my abs and chest?" Ok, you look pretty buff under you tee-shirt there." I lifted up my shirt, and out sprung two huge tits with nipples erect. Thecute dude ran off, but I got about ten sets of beads from people on thebalcony. I quickly pulled my shirt back down, and it didn't seem as thoughthe boobs were under there anymore. I decided I'd better get to the hoteland get out of.