Dianne sat down on my chest, pinning my arms down with her knees and told me to unzip her pants with my teeth as she undid the top button of them. Whi...le I was trying to do that, which was much harder than I thought it would be, Laura was busy stroking my dick through my pants. By the time I finally managed to unzip Dianne's pants with my mouth, my own pants came unziiped and Laura was having fun running her finger around the head of my dick, which felt really good, but didn't give me the relief. Slowly we motored out of the marina.The engines had been dynamometer tested and were showing their expected 330 horsepower and plenty of torque to turn the big bronze props. The trim tabs were at zero degree pitch to begin with and I soon found I wanted some lift in the aft section and moved the tabs fifteen degrees to measure the effect. Immediately the engines sounded less laboured and I shifted the revs up to bring the boat to its cruise setting.Tom was watching the gauges and noticed that. “Do you like my pendant?”“I like your tits more,” he says.“Yes. They are nice, are they not?” she puffs. “They are so big and heavy. Would you like to see them?”“I ... what... ?” he asks, finding himself sitting and now the one handcuffed to the metal chair. “How did I... ?”Sabina smiles warmly, her hand rising toward the top of her shirt. Curtis’ mouth goes dry. He can only gasp as Sabina peels off her shirt.“Oh fuck...” he breathes.“Nice, yes?”“Yes...”“It is so easy to just stare at them,”. The girl wearing it in her hair knew that, of course.Even if she were otherwise free (except for the all-encompassingcollar, of course) it would be at the back of her mind that she wasbound, that her Master had bound her. Slavery on Gor was often a subtlething, unlike the chains that he wore, like the brand he did not wear(but what did the future hold?) He looked down at his linked wrists,his open soft defenceless hands, the chain that fell to the linkedrings around his slim ankles. Lila had.