.well, I say 'attach', but I shall slide one up my arse and attach the other to my clitoris! Then, as soon as your cock is against my vagina, Rosetta ...s going to switch the machine on...and my, oh my..."!All of a sudden someone calls out from downstairs, "Lucy dear - Rosetta? I'm home..." Miss Lucy's face lit up an' Rosie beamed, "Daddy - just in the bedroom - got Larry prepped for the e-stim thingy..." Mr. Tupper called up, "Excellent, my good girl! I've bought my new secretary with me, and. Officers, men, captives who had become free, pirates who had become captives. The pirates we had captured were going to be slaves. There was only one way out of that, and that was to die. Any pirate had the right to make that choice at any time and we’d take care of it for him.We should, however, give them a choice between being a slave belonging to some merchant or farmer who spent the rest of his life as a laborer, or a slave belonging to me who spent the rest of his life as a seaman. I knew. I tossed two sets of leftovers into the microwave for dinner. I was too tired to go out or even to the new restaurant that opened upstairs last October. Emily let herself in and we kissed then she set the table. We ate in silence. She noticed how tired I was. She was in her February funk too and I could tell. After dinner, we cleaned up and got ready for bed. I wore my nicest piece of lingerie. A long black silk nightie. Emily undressed to her panties. My nightie told her I wasn't in the mood. “Ok, pard,” Andy said in his equally lame impression. “Let’s locks up this here Indian Princess.”Eric stood me up, holding my arms behind me. I thought nothing of it at this point as he led me into the barn.“Kneel down there, Princess,” Andy said, pointing to the base of a post in the barn. I did, Eric still holding me tight. Andy grabbed some rope from a shelf and went in back of me, binding my hands around the post behind me. I tugged on them a bit; sure enough, they were snug.“Well now,.