We settled in the second master suite, near the rear of the ship, on the lower deck. The Secret Service agents that were aboard with us were happy to ...se the two unoccupied crew quarters beneath us. When we looked out the windows, it seemed like the entire Navy was along to chaperone us.I felt very, very safe... ... right up until the first explosion rocked the yacht.We were dressed at the time, which was a bit unusual, since we spent considerable time naked and sweating on the great big bed.. She knew her blouse would open and give Ken a good look at her nipples.Karen smiled at Ken and again looked toward the stairs. Karen flicked her head toward the kitchen and took his hand. There would be more privacy and she knew she could hear when Taylor came down the stairs. Ken made no resistance as she led him to the kitchen.Karen stood close to Ken. She was in his personal space and he seemed a bit nervous. “I hope I did not embarrass you. I sometimes forget when I am home alone to .... ’ She picked up a spanking paddle and delivered a ferocious blow to his buttocks, then followed it with four more in swift succession. Wanda stepped back to admire the results of the thrashing, “Your arse is red raw, dear boy.”Wanda sensed the Captive was near the cosmic connection extreme ritualistic pain and controlled humiliation compelled, spent physically his mind was lost to the stars, time to gently guide him home, to engineer a conclusion. She lubed his anus and slid a butt plug in,. ” I said and I continued past him to the kitchen. All night long Nick would make a point of staring at my “wine stain” when he could. He later commented, “that stain sure does make a nice focal point.” And several other similar sayings as the night went on. Nick knew I was married so I figured he wouldn’t press farther, just the flirting. Boy was I wrong.The night finally wound down and the restaurant closed as the last person left. I undid my button up shirt. I was wearing a black spaghetti.