I took a step forward and suddenly I was kicked in the side. I was so surprised that I was completely unprepared for a second kick that hit me dead ce...nter on my bull's eye. I became off-balanced and fell abruptly backwards onto my butt. As I sat up, Tiffany moved forward and stood over me.She yelled out and her fist stopped inches from my face.I was disconcerted by Tiffany's fury. It was controlled fury, but it was another part of her I never knew about. I wouldn't admit it, but she briefly. Once we were inside I closed the door and pointed to the mounting block across the room. Faith nodded and crossed the room, quickly laying herself across it. “Do I need to be bound Master?” she asked quietly.“Yes my pet, you do need to be bound for this. This punishment won’t be like your first one,” I told her as I ran my hand down her back. “It will be far more painful, and I don’t want you to get hurt if you try to pull away from the pain. I know you’re determined enough to fight through the. I was taken into the lounge and made to try on my new clothes. Every item was a bland variation of grey, without any semblance of flair. Even the shoes were dark grey and plain. The women were delighted with the way I looked. I kissed the feet of the trio as they left; Miranda reminding me that she'd be seeing me again on Tuesday, albeit briefly, as I was to entertain Sandy the ginger woman at the hotel."You'll be a star, I'm sure." She giggled as she left. Blanche had me stand by the front. They were still pirates today.These proa weren't hollowed out log canoes with a simple outrigger. No ... these were built hulls made with stitched together planks maybe fifty or sixty feet long. They generally carried a few ancient muzzleloader cannon. The Hotchkiss had at least a mile range on them.To have a proa festooned with hundreds of human skulls come screaming out of a rain squall with a hundred painted up pirates onboard and every one of them armed with spears or machetes or rifles has.