We can always use food, we have little metal, and we are running out of trees.”“Perhaps Hunter Island could sell you what you need. We have food, ...we have metals, and we have trees.”I turned back to Tom, the King. “Since we don’t need the ship, and we don’t need the cargo, I recommend turning Pelican over to Michael with a request that he pay us half of the value for both, the same way we’ve been doing with other ships we catch. It’s a good test. If Michael wants to be our friend, he’ll send us. Charly nodded, she'd heard stories from other girls at school, but didn't know if they had been lying to her, but with Master Franks explanation she knew they were telling the truth. Frank watched her and was satisfied that she understood. He had to take this to the next levelHe got out of the shower and allowed Charly to dry him off before he dried her off then, both naked, they walked to Frank's bedroom where Brigit had made his bed and taken his tray downstairs."Slave Charly get onto the bed. Let me un-cuff you," he replied, and he did.I rubbed my sore wrists as he picked up my leash attached to the collar I was wearing."I want you to crawl to the toilet on all fours like my pet now," David ordered.I was a bit shocked, I thought now he had had his fun he would let me take off the collar, but he was totally serious. He held the end of the leash and gave it a little tug."Come on pet, be a good girl… get on the floor," his wicked grin was back.I did as I was told, still a little unsure. .. slowly. I licked it sensuously, picked up my pencil, and returned to my papers. 'Fuck me, please,' Cheryl Smith, Professor of Ethics pleaded. I let her beg for a while, my penis straining against my trousers as it sought relief. 'Cheryl, what would your students say?' I asked in mock incredulity. 'Our young Professor of Ethics using the f-word.' I pulled her down into my lap and we kissed once again. I unbuttoned her blouse and fumbled with her brassiere. I couldn't quite get the.