What did you think of our Southern Alps?" The Alps were beautiful. Picture postcard perfect you might say." Delight in the scenery showed in her face ...s she looked at him.Sharon felt sure she saw his chest swell. Ah, kiwi pride, she thought smiling to herself."Yep we've a mighty fine country here. Oh look, here's the ferry. Time to get back into the cars. Fancy meeting me for a coffee on board?" His dark busy eyebrows rose in question."Aye, I'd like that."Waiting for him in the dining lounge,. ”“Hold Gertrude ready for a fourth ship, use Emily for the last two, yes, Commander.”That was another thing I’d been pushing. I didn’t want any unnecessary formality when it wasn’t needed, but any time tactical orders were given, I pushed for whoever got the orders to repeat them back to make sure that there was no confusion, the order received was the same as the order given.Back down the stairs. The Commander should be able to win the land-side battle without any more help, now. We’d have to. I didn't know what to expect, a spank on my bottom or a nice feel of her hands on me. She even sort of tickled me under my armpits and between my legs. This just made my cock feel harder between her strong thighs. I began to move about a bit because of her teasing me. "Hold still, or your hand spanking will last a lot longer." Then Miss Jones pulled me even closer to her body and began to spank and tickle me some more. Soon the spanking stopped, but she still held me across her lap and I. Her master had cum in the woman and was slick and shiny with their juices. B's leash was handed to the girl, and she returned it to her master. B knelt, still leaking cum down her legs, and cleaned her master's cock.There were divans, and even beds moved into the room. The slaves were loosed from any restraints, leashes at least. Then they were sent into the ballroom to be used by the guests. B was in great demand. It seems that all of the men wanted to fuck her. Most in the cunt, but several.