Three years ago it had seemed such an adventure to elope with this dashing young man with fine prospects. The 'last of the Fitzhumes' Edward had had a...good inheritance which he had drunk and gambled away in less than two years. A further year of desperate schemes and drunken nights with his low-life companions had left them badly in debt. But Edward was the last of his line and her own family had disowned her for marrying the son of their protestant neighbours. Her brothers had vowed to kill. Besides who was to say that future portals would not be just as bad or worse?Both Kate and Natalie’s eighteenth birthdays were Sunday and Monday. I had been informed that a public celebration for Kate would lead to her not speaking to me for months.Jude made the arrangements and paid for them. She made a dozen chocolate cupcakes with a single candle in each, no frosting. Sunday morning, six women, plus myself, sat around the kitchen table after breakfast wishing the pair a happy birthday. No. Here though, she could experience the pain and the pleasure it brought her, and suffer no damage. Lea stepped into Ken's line of vision and he blinked.The simple green and gold dress she'd been wearing when he arrived had changed. Now she was wearing black leather boots which ended just above her knees and had very high heels,. She had on a corset made of black and green leather that cinched her already narrow waist but ended above her naked sex and came to just under her full breasts. Ken,. You were suddenly at sea, vulnerable, at the mercy of this tide of desire that compelled you to obey. It was frightening, but in just the right, exciting way. You were starkly aware that you were my submissive and that you always would be. You knew you belonged to me and it simultaneously gave you a sense of place and security. And you were in love. You gasped. You turned and started down, holding onto the railing in the gloom. The movement of your legs was exciting. Your pussy was drenched..