Just to make sure I wiggled it a bit. Yep, he was watching.I returned to my cabin and let the day go by, laying down and trying to sleep. The Dramamin...e helped. I had not planned to be to sleeping alone and didn't like it, but at least I felt well enough to consider how I was going to alleviate that particular problem.So I thought. Before dressing for supper, casual tonight, I drank another bag from my chest to replenish my strength. I hit the buffet, made dazzling conversation with everyone at. "Zeeta despite her young age was a pro when it came to teasing and manipulating boys and men, so she was very aware of just how I was feeling and was determined to make me squirm. Zeeta squeezed my balls firmly and held them tight. Her voice shifted to an authoritive tone "You will continue to refer to me as Ma'am or Mistress Zeeta slave, understood?" Yes, ma'am," I replied obediently, but a little confused as for the very first time she started using her authority over me"Zeeta playfully. Very wrong. And worse, my guilt over Gina had ruined my relationship with Amy. What made me think that I wouldn’t feel guilty about Amy when I was with Gina? My guilt would surely poison a second relationship.I was just working myself into a nice funk when I suddenly felt a touch on my elbow. It was so unexpected that I nearly jumped off the bed. I’d been so wrapped up in my own problems that I hadn’t heard Mom get out of bed and approach me. I looked at her sheepishly.“Are you okay, Paul?” she. Her dark eyes widened. A shiver raced through her. Then she let out a squeak and darted inside, the screen door banging shut behind her. I shivered, my futa-dick throbbing beneath my tight skirt. I wiggled my hips, resisting the urge to grope myself.“She's a shy one,” Deb said, her cheeks already blossoming with red spots. Her eyes flicked down to my bulging skirt. “Oh, my, it's just like they say about you.”“Just like it,” I said. “As you can see, I'm so eager to breed your daughter.”The wife.