It was maybe two or three nights later, when she came back to check on me, and there I was with my then 6” hard cock exposed. As she walked up to my...bed, I heard a little gasp from her, as her eyes focused on my hard cock. She was wearing just a thong, and I could see through my half-closed eyes in the darkened room that her nipples were hard and her left hand had was holding her pussy over the top of her thong. Then she did something I was not expecting. She got down on her knees next to my. I wanted you to feel like you were on display", I replied. "Take off your blouse, your bra, and your skirt, then kneel on the floor", I commanded.She quickly removed the clothing that I had directed her to do then knelt down on the floor, her hands resting on her thighs. She watched as I pulled a pair of wrist cuffs from my bag and set them on the bed in front of her. Her eyes followed again as I pulled out a slave collar and held it up in front of her face."This is your last chance to back out. They both wore large mirrored sunglasses that masked their identities. They were at least six ft. two and probably a good eighty pounds heavier than me. One had a plain t shirt on but was naked from the waist down and sported a big limp dick. He’s was obviously the one who had just fucked me. The other guy was my bigger concern. Standing stark naked his body was bulky and muscular and his fully erect, more than eight inch organ swept upward in in a gentle curve culminating in a big knobby tip.. She made a daring decision, ‘Well, if you go, you’re not going alone. I’m going with you.’ In the back of her mind, she was hoping that the idea of shutting down the bakery and closing the house for six months would be too daunting of a task and that he would rather stay than bother with it. He was to prove her wrong. She stood next to Henry on the ship’s deck and watched the Bay of San Francisco materialize out of the fog. She couldn’t believe they had made it. Not only made it, she thought,.