It was intoxicating seeing such confidence. And as ashamed as it made me, I couldn't help but notice I was getting a little wet. At that point there w...s only one thing I could say. "Yes Master." "Good, now beg to lick my sweaty feet like a good little slave." I took a deep breath. "Can I please lick your feet Master?" With that, she laid back against the couch and propped her feet back up in my lap. "Since you seem so eager, go ahead." I picked up one of her feet and held it to my mouth.. For the rest of the trip Kim was studying the maps and Ron was studying Kim’s ass. The tape he saw that morning put their friendship to a new, albeit more perverted, point of view. Ron tried a few times to begin a conversation about Kim and how she was feeling lately, but Kim quickly stopped every conversation from starting by saying that she had to study the maps and to make plans for when they get there. She did that, not because she had to, but because her pussy had begun itching again.She. That got his attention, and he slowed his struggling, knowing that she was right but not wanting to admit defeat.“You smell terrible,” he complained, “when was the last time you bathed?”“There ... aren’t any showers big enough for me on the ship, ok? Now keep quiet and go to sleep.”“Yeah, being unconscious is probably the best option for me right now.” She pressed her massive thighs around his head, probably teasing, but he didn’t want to test her resolve. He was warming now, her body was. She got it out of me how it's something that I originally wanted to do to my brother, 'cos he's such... a shit to me, but I've turned it somehow, into something I want done to me.” They then all heard about her brother's antics, getting her to fuck his ass for him while his small pecker dribbled over itself when he came and how he couldn't get properly hard. They all sympathised with Jaquie but kept her spirits up, telling her that maybe, one day, she'd get that spanking she wanted. “I hope.