I had just come home from playing a pickup basketball game with the fellows and as I entered the front door there was Maryanne sitting in the living r...oom talking to this gorgeous blonde in her early 30’s. She was a petite 5’1” 110lbs, blonde with piercing blue eyes wearing a dress that barely covered her knees. She had long shapely legs and had a brilliant smile.Her name was Sharon.Maryanne introduced us and suggested that I go take a shower before supper and I excused myself then went to my. The door opened. He took a deep breath of cold, damp night air.He pulled himself up and looked out. The faint glow from the fast cooling engine exhaust enabled him to see the edge of a forest, and that it happened to be pouring with rain. "Oh great. Light years of travel and I might as well be back in England." The ship had dug itself into a grassy slope surrounded by trees. Tristan stooped down, picked Aesia up from the airlock roof, and lifted her over the edge of the outer lock. He heard her. "I want to give you the chance to become the best slave girl ever. You see, the more pleasure you derive from pain, the more pain you can endure. So when the pain I'll inflict on you will increase over the days to come, it isn't meant to just hurt you — it is meant to increase your pleasure and mine. In the end even the mere anticipation of pain will make you orgasm and beg for more. For that is what you want, isn't it? You want to come, don't you, little slut? You need to come hard and often —. I flushed in hot embarrassment, tense, wanting to close my legs even as the feeling of his hard thumbs against the inside of my knees turned me on.‘Oh what a nice surprise,’ he murmured. The man’s hands held my knees tightly, forcing them wide apart. ‘Yes,’ he murmured. ‘We’re going to enjoy using this one.’I gasped at his words, shocked at his bold statement. I wondered if I should leave. But at some point, without me noticing, the other man’s hands had shifted and he was holding me tightly.