Meals were offered and it was cooked per order. The cooks in the kitchen and the waiters in the dining room were all long time employees of the C&O ra...lroad ... positions on the ferries were posh posts and much sought after.The trip back across the Lake was spent discussing bicycles with a Biking Club from Boston. They were on the return leg of a Boston to San Francisco cross country adventure. The legs on those guys ... and girls.We, on this trip anyway, were the youngest 'children' on board. “Dr. Bill, the snake please.” Joanna felt the head of the snake pulling from her anus, out of her stretched opening just as Dr. Michael gripped her clitoris with a hemostat, or at least that it what it felt like! The metal gripped the blood-engorged organ, his hand pulled it from her body, stretched it painfully. Other hands slapped at the hemostats on her labia, as Dr. Steve continued to spank her ass harshly. That was all she could take. She came all over them. Her body shook in ecstasy, the. “My horse and I are absolutely worn out.” “Camilla always looks the same to me,” giggled Bill, glancing at the tired old nag Charles rode. “Well at least he’s got a genuine nag Bill,” said Mandela. “That Hillary of yours seems to think she’s a cut above the rest the way she’s insisted on that New York fodder every night.” Charles chuckled and wagged his huge ears, grinning with that lopsided smile so well beloved by his subjects. “At least I’ve got a horse Manny,” retorted Bill. “What the fuck. As I enjoyed my morning tea, the screen showed my girl kneeling in position, awaiting her fate, her choice obvious in her perfect posture. As I finished my tea, she never moved, patience is a priceless virtue for a slave.Entering the dungeon, I took my accustomed seat and made the necessary signal, the cell's door lock clicked a moment later. Still my plaything remained still, awaiting my command. "Come, kneel before me." I watched her approach, waited until she was in position, her face tilted.