From previous visits to Stavros's yacht, I knew he was moored inside the restricted waters of the upscale marina reserved exclusively for the luxury y...chts that cruised the local sea channels.A sleek black motorboat showed up about fifteen minutes later and we joined our luggage onboard the gently rocking craft. Fortunately, the seas were near to calm in the sheltered harbor and once the small boat started moving into the channel, it barely rocked at all. The navigator stayed close to the. "No looking though. At least get them all the way off before looking." Only if you close your eyes as well. And no touching."We both closed our eyes as she walked the thong all the way off of mylegs. I definitely felt vulnerable, but I couldn't tell if there wasanything different than before. I felt her hand trace up the inside ofmy leg until she was dangerously close to my crotch. I opened my eyes,and saw that she still had her eyes closed.She opened them and made eye contact with me. . The alcohol inside us, the disturbance in the other room and the sheer passion of what I was feeling override any logic or sense and I just thought "fuck it".I started leisurely at first... still talking. I said to H, oh god this feels good, but it is so dangerous. I said "do you know no matter what I am thinking, my dick is hard as Iron now" H replied "and my pussy has also taken over. "It means that regardless of this situation, whatever our minds should be thinking, our bodies are ready. Despite the discomfort Icouldnt help admiring myself in the mirror...a part of me loved the way theheels altered my posture, forcing my back to arch and my butt to protrude.I came home from work some five days after this stage of my training hadbegun and noticed the cameras immediately. In every room...kitchen,bathroom, toilet. Tiny webcams covered every possible angle throughout theflat. There could be no hiding any more...every action at every secondcould be scrutinised by Him. Placed on the.