" She froze instantly. John reached down with his free hand inside the zipper on his khakis. He began touching himself. He was aroused. And so was she... He'd loosened his grip now and was holding her in place, but she was no longer choking. She began caressing the same muscular forearm that previously threatened to extinguish her life. The hair on his forearm became ultra sensitive to her touch. All of his senses were on overload. He stroked himself to full erection inside his pants. Monica. But no longer. She had been endowedwith powers beyond her own wishes.The little convoy moved along the passageways of the Paradise. Jason with the struggling shrieking Julia in front, Madame Vesta in the middle, Rebecca docily trotting along at the end, led by Miss Judith.Up a companionway, along another passage, and the dread, black double doors appeared ahead. Above them in Gothic lettering, the words ‘PUNISHMENT ROOM’ stood out in bold relief. How many slaves aboard the Paradise had. Her pouty lips and bedroom eyes could turn every man’s head. Grinning, JD leant down to Kate and kissed her on the forehead, the only clean spot. “Thanks, sweetie,” he said. “I just needed it.” After those words JD hid his wasted cock back in his jeans. On his way out of the room, he just added, “By the way, I came here to ask your help with things in the backyard. I’ll be waiting for you there.” Kate, thickly-coated with cum, watched the guy leaving her room. She was stunned. It looked. She lead to my bedroom hand in hand, The bed was made and ready, the girl had plans, She had been busy while she waited for me, As she removed my shirt with kisses of glee. We stood as clothing fell to the floor, My pants she undid on her knees and bent red toes, The same with my briefs, if you please, Then she made love to my semi until it was hard. She arose with a smile, satisfied, And fell to the bed of lasciviousness, “Help me off with my jeans,” she cooed, Tattered and two sizes tight,.