"Always knock before you come in."The French maid curtsed, "Sorry, your highness, but a gentleman wishes to see you," she said, her French accent was ...hick.A tall man wearing a black hat, jacket and trousers entered the room. He was in his thirties. The princess immediately recognised him. "Hello Princess Annabelle," he said, smiling."Lord Harris, what are you doing here?" Princess Annabelle was startled to see him. She wore her purple off the shoulder dress where the corset dug too tightly. I blushed. “Why don’t you straddle me and take me? You desired it at the very beginning” he asked. I didn’t and a further invitation. Making him prone, I moved onto him, and like mounting a horse, I mounted him. His hands were on my breast, squeezing them gently, my nipples between his fingers, rubbing them between them. I positioned myself directly below his throbbing mast and gently lowered myself onto it. Oh! How smooth and velvety was the slide in! It was like a knife going into hot butter. . that kind of depravity your idea of being in love? What you want me to be is your slave, is that it? Not on your life, kiddo. Get yourself another goodtime girl. I'm not interested." Oh, but you are. And I know it just as much as you do, Pam," he replied coolly. "Because right now, right this very minute, you're as much my slave as I am yours. It's equal kiddo, remember that. Even if you don't believe it now, or don't want to believe it, for two weeks you've done nothing but please yourself. It must have been something on those papers the imposter gave him. Now, I'll inject him, you keep giving him this stuff to try to drink, get him in the bathroom and get him to vomit up as often as he can. I think, from the frantic look on Fred's face we have a few more 'sick' passengers on board." She handed Katya some milky white liquid.After a dozen very unpleasant episodes on or in the small bathroom facility I started to feel better. The sweats had stopped, two wool blankets and Natasha as.