Esss ...” I choked. My face was slapped viciously again and again. “Yes... WHAT... slave?” she yelled. “Uuughh...aaaghhh... y... yer... er ......sss... M-MISS ...” I got out. T hen she pulled me half to my feet and tugged me by my hair across the deck to the bench on which I had been seated. My head was reeling from the slaps but my mind had become very clear. I trembled with fear. The thought of going back on the oar was quite hideous. But, to my surprise, I was flung face down over the bench.. Soon Christian was knocking and we were out of the door. I climbed into the front seat and leaned in to give Christian a tender kiss. I wanted to hint to what was going to happen later tonight with a flirtatious smile. I ran my hand along his thigh as he drove us to the party. Later in the night the party throwers decided to stick everyone into a mix of spin the bottle and seven minutes in heaven. After a few spins it was my turn. I spun and looked across to Grace who was giggling. She gave Jordan a look of passion and defiance that told her she was ready for whatever Jordan could dish out at her. "That's it girl," Jordan panted as she increased the depth and tempo of her thrusting. "Your body can do incredible things with our cocks, as long as you don't panic on me." Again, Toppsy managed a fractional nod of her head to Jordan. She placed her arms to her sides and slightly behind her, as she braced herself to accept more of Jordan's throat-fuck. "Holy shit," Lulu. She could come to be regarded as the Queen, with her prince destined to become the King of the Land, or the Grand Duke or whatever title the Ignorants might bestow upon him. Her child would be King, and she would be the Queen Mother, or the Consort or whatever they called the power behind the throne.‘She’s completely deluded, ‘ Hank thought to himself, smirking, though somewhat irked that Melinda wouldn’t have sex with him anymore. They still held court together, Lord and Goddess, solving.