Her legs were bare, with only a pair of delicate silk panties protecting her womanhood. Her upper body was clad in a low-cut corset. A streak of blood...marred her pale cleavage, the legacy of a sailor on the ship who’d tried to resist and been cut down by the cutlass at her belt. She wore a broad-brimmed hat. From her dark hair and luscious body, Inira realised she had been the model for the figurehead.“Greetings,” she said. “You have the honour of being the guest of the infamous Captain Lashiya. CST News Stand, Chicago, ILMike knew it was time to get the show on the road. Contacting the entire crew, plus Mark, he offered transport to Lake's Edge Hold for all. Some accepted and some transported themselves, but all showed up within thirty seconds of the call to assemble.He greeted all by name with a hug or handshake as they arrived. Then created Bolos and carafes of Marga's love, plus Cokes for the kids. After everyone had unwound a bit, Mike said, "OK folks, you all know why we're here. During that walk she got noticeably wet with her juice coming down her legs which bystanders got a great view of. At home she was a nice girl that dressed normally. Her parents had no idea about her exhibitionist lifestyle.She loves the feeling of being exposed. The adrenaline rush of being caught flashing or walking around town in barely legal clothes is like Ashley's drug.Today was Ashley's older sister Taylor's birthday. All her family, Taylor's friends, her parents friends, and co-workers. Luckily sedated, the pain would have been hard to bear when I stripped off the duct tape surrounding her bare legs. As it was, I could see her face tightening. I finished off the mini torture by ripping off the gag. She took some deep breaths, but said nothing. The three of us had her secured spread eagled on the right side of the bed."He must trust you a lot," said Penny referring to my cuckolded dad."You could say that. I hope you're not jealous." I am, a little, but at least you're up front.