Looking up on the stage, her eyes settle on the saxophone player. He is tall in stature, maybe 6'3", lean and muscularly built, with long legs much li...e hers. He is wearing black chinos and a black silk shirt, with three buttons open in the front, exposing enough of his chest to tell that his muscles are quite defined. Her eyes lower to his package and she smiles approvingly.What Angel does not realize is that he is watching her appraisal of him. When she looks back up it is right into his. My father the Duke Jolyon could not be spared from his duties to holiday with us from the start, but it was hoped that he would join us at some point before the expedition ended and we all returned home.One day our expected world-wide broadcast wasn’t screened for all to see, but mis-communication through the zulons at the very periphery of the galaxy was not uncommon, so only an apology was sufficient to assuage any concerns of the people, who were rightly proud and fond of their principal. And she thinks she has suceeded but… ‘I’d still do absolutely anything to please the right person. Absolutely. Become a whore, let someone abuse me. I know, strange, eh? But, I, uh…I want it, I crave it. It’s very, uh, sexual.’ She put her hand on his. ‘You still as horny as you were that night?’ ‘Do you want me after all you been through?’ ‘In 1977 I thought you were going to be my husband and we’d have three perfect kids and a nice house. Of course you didn’t have a clue, I hadn’t gotten. She had added a treadmill and a set of weights tohis accommodations so that he could exercise when he wished, but usingeither of them wasn't particularly comfortable when bound from neck to toein latex and chained to a bed."Femdom... S&M... Femdom... and, big surprise... more Femdom."He chuckled as he clicked from channel to channel, knowing that hisefforts were futile. She had password protected the cable box and lockedout all channels that weren't porn of her preferred variety. He slippedoff.