I look back at Kate, who has not looked around to me yet, I know we aren’t technically a couple, I think to myself, but I have an idea, as I smile t... myself. I jump (slowly, y’know arrow to the knees) to my feet, walk around the table to her side, and tap her on the shoulder. She turns in my direction, brushes her hair from her face, flashes one of her million dollar smiles, and looks directly in my eyes. I extend my hand and I motion her to take it. She gives a warm yet confused look, not. It was going on noon and since I was all done my assignments and tired of being sexually tormented by my own thoughts I had decided to go home early and find a costume for tomorrows party. I was turning down my street when I noticed a car in the driveway that didnt belong to my father as he was working out in British Columbia for the next two weeks. I ended up parking on the street because our driveway was small; walking towards the house I had just figured it must have been one of my mothers. " The judge's verdictstunned me. I couldn't believe him. No, I didn't want to believe him. The trialwas a complete farce, just as Katy insisted from the beginning. Howcould we be guilty of violating a law when we were not even in thecountry but just passing by in the Mediterranean? How had we ended up here? I had signed up for aBDSM cruise at the urging of Kelly, a Domme friend,who convinced me to come along with her and her sub husband. I washesitant, but decided to give it a try. I might have. I squeaked, ‘Natalie, no..’ ‘I know you want this,’ she purred in my ear. I could feel her rubbing her body against mine. Her hands traveled from around me to down to her waist as she slipped off her skirt. ‘Let me give you what you want.’ I was almost moaning as she continued to lick my neck up and down. Her soft tongue trailed from my collar bone to the base of my jaw. She sucked my skin tight to her lips, knowing she would leave her mark on me. I gripped the sheets and protested, ‘Nat,.