When his thumb found her sweet spot, she jumped a little."Do not release, love," Jakob whispered. "And don't squirm."Matilda struggled to maintain her...composure. She tried to focus on the glittering chandeliers above and the soothing music to calm herself. Jakob smiled at her obvious discomfort. His torture continued. She reached over and squeezed his hand for strength. She was about to cum when he suddenly stopped rubbing her. She lay her head on his shoulder and let out a deep breath."Good. Little slut, I might have to keep you around for a bit - as long as you continue to behave. Is that not generous of me?"Amaya forced herself to sound eager, though the feeling was false and despair polluted her heart. "Yes Master! Please….uhhh… fuck my ass! I live to-to serve you." She moaned as his fingers probed between her thighs, gently grazing her clit before plunging into her sex, rubbing and stimulating the walls of her pussy. Her body shivered, and the momentary lapse into desire made. While in that state, the tip of Gary’s tongue touched her labia lips, and found it way into her velvet sheath. He wriggled his tongue around for a few moments, and then pushed his index finger into that glory hole. He worked his finger in and out of that hot, wet pussy. He then inserted a second and a third finger into her, making her breathing shorten until she was flowing over his hand. He couldn’t get enough of her; he lapped her juices as she continued spasming against his mouth. Gary then. The shower and toilet were a bit pokey but you don't spend all day them. They galley had a small gas cooker with 4 burners and an oven grill. There was a gas fridge freezer and a full compliment of pots, pans and flatware. Most of the bedding was included so it was almost a case of move in with little fuss.The motor was a good robust little diesel which had recently had a full overhaul; there was also an alternator for when the boat wasn't hooked into shore utilities. Marine radio, depth.