That was a trick he knew would tear his ship apart in less than a minute should he try it. That bag is more reinforced than any he had ever seen.On th... large airship the pilot was hanging onto the steering wheel for dear life. The wind kept trying to spin them to the side. Mr. Lincoln sat in his padded seat, smiling at the thought of having blown past the rest of the fleet like they had. He knew Riggers, the bounder had to be about ready to have a heart attack from the way he was going to lose. But, she could see a serious set of downsides to his being on that stage, and the upsides were nowhere near as compelling. Did she dare to intervene? Did she even dare to ask the man to think about his desire to have the boy with him? No, she didn’t, dare that is. She’d just have to cross her fingers and hope for the best.I was once again picked up by Claire to go to a venue of somebody else’s choice, this time her choice.“Nervous,” she said. I was the only passenger. She was talking to me.“A. The more intense my rubbing of her clit became the more she thrashed about below me until I finally slipped a finger inside her and she squealed in sheer delight as she came again with my touch. As I pulled my hands away from her slick cunt she let out a disappointed sigh and opened her eyes to see me shedding all of my clothes. After I was completely naked I crawled back onto the bed again and continued my assault on her naked body. She reached up with one hand and began to stroke my cock up. I do want to wear it." They went out that night to a nice romantic restaurant and had a nice dinner. Once they had put in their dinner orders with the waiter he turned to his newly collared submissive. "If you are to truly be my submissive, we need to set a few ground rules," he said. "Yes, Master. I am ready." "Ok, let's start with your dress and appearance. As a submissive your motto should be 'Be Pleasing. Always.' and as such your dress and appearance should be pleasing always as well. Now.