I felt as if everyone in the bar was looking atthe sissy with the perfect make-up, the long legs and the tight, shortskirt. Of course, everyone was so... absorbed in their own scene that Idoubt many people even looked my way.I found Rick the bartender was suddenly wiping the bar in front of me,over and over again, making mindless small talk with me. After a fewminutes I realized that maybe he sensed how alone I felt with Sarah outdancing and he was keeping me company. What a thoughtful thing to. We agreed and enjoyed the trip over. We talked and laughed just like before but had no idea what was in store for us once we arrived. After dropping the anchor, Joe suggested the two women go below and start lunch while he and I finished settling the boat. I watched Liz and my wife disappear below and had just turned towards Joe when I felt sharp sting in my arm. I looked down and saw that Joe had injected something into my arm with a syringe. I looked up and he had a smirk on his face while he. “Yes. I want you to discipline me. And I want to make love to you.” “Good. I want to discipline you and be responsible for you. Will you obey me Pete?” “Yes Gemma, of course I will.” “And I will decide when you deserve to make love to me. Only when you are a good boy. And when you are bad I will thrash you and you will pleasure me but I won’t allow you to come. Do you agree to that as well Pete?” “Yes Gemma. I need you to control me. To punish me when I am naughty, and to let me pleasure you.”. " Fuck."Alice!", returned some of the assholes, chortling with unmerciful laughter. "Enough!", Wilkinson bellows. Wow. Her ex-pornstar appearance completely belies the animal within. I feel sorry for her husband, or husbands. She seems that type of woman, but who am I to judge? Her hawklike eyes scrutinize the class before her, silent and staring. I then take the chance to gaze up again and observe my new classmates. None look exactly the nicest of chaps, and there seems to be only two cliques.