I stopped and turned to the Captain. 'Captain, I believe the Seawoman is enjoying her punishment''Why?', she replied from several feet away.'I think i...f I continue she will climax, Captain''Are you a dirty slut Chrissie that will climax from the hands of my Cabin Boy?'Chrissie turned to face the Captain, her face flushed and red.'I am Captain''MY OFFICE ... NOW', the Captain shouted and Chrissie waddled off quickly, the dildo lowering itself slowly as she went. 'THIS SHIP IS A FUCKING SHAMBLES!'. ‘Took my advice huh?’ ‘Yes ma’am,’ Ryan answered sheepishly when he realized that she had seen him staring. ‘Oh don’t call me ma’am. It makes me feel so old. You can call me Mary.’ ‘Uh… okay,’ Ryan said, thinking he would never call her Mary. ‘I’m going to have Jigs bring me a sandwich. Would you like something?’ Ryan was starved. He hadn’t eaten breakfast and it was after noon. However, the first thing that came out of his mouth was ‘Is the butler’s name really Jigs?’ Mary laughed loudly. ‘I. As you watch me, you feel a stirring between your legs, a heat spreading in you pussy. Your pussy becomes moist. The flicks that you watched with your husband comes flashing through your mind, those well hung black guys. You wonder if I was hung like that. I finish chopping and come over and sit next to you and your husband wiping of the sweat with a hand towel. I pull the thermocol box nearby and offer the two of you some drinks. Its scotch and ice. We start chatting and drinking. I notice. About our deal. If you agree to be punished for your behavior, punished my way, I’ll make sure you get into Georgetown. But you have to give up the lap dances, the photos, the shenanigans with the boys. “You can really get me into Georgetown?” Houlihan thought about the frat initiation he’d gone through. He’d had to crawl through the legs of his frat brothers, who were all lined up, each armed with paddles. He’d had to make his way down a sidewalk on a street lined with frat houses, and crawl.