Warren was there with Betsy. They were chatting, and Jessie said, "War, I've been meaning to ask you something." Shoot." You know how you told me to m...ake myself at home, to use you guys' dresser for my stuff and all." Warren nodded. "Well, I was going through the dresser making room for myself when you guys weren't here." She grinned at him. "So what's with the handcuffs and restraints and blindfolds?" Oh, that. Sophie likes bondage, every once in a while." Really! I never knew that!"Warren. "House, furniture, belongings, even the small amount of money in the bank. They know, Master, they know what we've been doing. They're kicking us out. They told me we have only until noon tomorrow!"Her voice was filled with panic."What will we do master? What will we do?" We, Ellen?"Ellen was stunned."Why, yes Master. You know I want nothing more than to serve you."She fell to her knees, forcing open the door and grasping Miranda's legs. She buried her face in Miranda's nest and began sobbing. After a few more spanks, he stopped and let her relax.He helped her up off his lap and led her, still crying, to the corner. She instinctively put her hands on her head. He stroked her bottom up and down, then his finger slipped between her cheeks and touched her asshole. She shuddered, but made no move to get away from his finger. His finger moved lower and easily slipped into her pussy.He whispered in her ear, “Your pussy is soaking and steaming hot.” Louise could feel her knees start to. I had similar luck with theshirts and blouses, chests would have been okay but the colours andpatterns were too feminine. I operated the checkout myself having seenit done a few thousand times in supermarkets at home and wrote out an IOUand left that in the till because I had left my money in the cabin.I left the shopping beside the stairs and went to look at the purser'soffice which was much as I expected. A desk, a couple of chairs a safeand a couple of locked cupboards which I assumed.