It was as if her climax never really peaked, just rose and fell and swelled more along a pleasant plateau of mist and clouds and soft music and soothi...g lights. And when she came to the end of the grand experience, her body drifted over the edge and floated back to the earth like a feather on a gentle breeze.Her body stopped shaking. Her ass sank into the mattress. Her eyes opened and she craned her head and looked past the huge mounds of her tits to see the top of her mother's head moving. Betty smiled sweetly, and even went as far as batting her eyes at the shy young woman. "I'm glad they did. I wouldn't have been able to meet you, um; I mean work for your family if they hadn't."Lisa's blush deepened, but there was a look of wide eyed wonder in her eyes. "Thank you, Betty. That's very nice of you to say."Betty smiled. "It's only the truth, Miss Lisa." The new maid left it at that, and went to check out her small, but well appointed room. Lisa Oswald was quite lovely, and Betty. "Good day, Captain." Good day, Sir John," Anson replied."How long have you been in command of Syren, Captain?" Nigh on two months, Sir John." Quite. The receiving ship lost part of your crew?" Yes, Sir John. Almost sixty. We replaced them from the assizes and through recruiting. We're only fifteen short of complement, counting the prize crews." So you caught prizes, Captain?" Brent interjected with lively interest."Yes, Sir John. A brig, two schooners, and a ketch, all except the brig sailing. Now how you accomplish such a state of affairs is entirely up to you, just make sure that Tracey is in no doubt as to who is in charge.'"You mean you want me to act out the part of dominant to her submissive, to be master to her servant, to be the sadist who inflicts brutality on her masochistic flesh?"'Precisely! And very well put considering your intellectual capacity. You know reading her mind is like reading the morning paper, it's all there in black and white. You can take my word for it,.