.."I would roll my eyes at him. The fire and anger was not there anymore. I just couldn't see why he wanted to use that term. What I did notice was th...at he enjoyed using it. His cock would bulge through his jeans. I liked him excited. I liked him thinking about me. I liked turning him on."Say it," he would prod me."What?" I asked innocently."Go on, say!"I would pause for effect, then reluctantly say, "Dad-dy!"His face would light up. His bulge would throb.I grew wet with excitement. What was. Mary enjoyed the afternoon as well, which ran into the evening. We made a run into the warming house at nightfall, for hot cocoa and a change into dry, warm clothes. Changing clothes led to some other ways of warming up a body as well. Let’s just say we were sweating when we got out of the warming house.Eve was the only girl who I hadn’t made love to, she was not ready to lose her virginity, and I was okay with that. We did most everything else. I didn’t try to have penetrative sex with her.. After an hour of gambling we were not doing well. Loosing very successfully! Jean and I decided to call it a night and go to the stateroom for some quality time. We changed into out sleeping clothes then went out on our balcony and watched and listened to the waves crashing off the bow. It's so relaxing.As we were relaxing we thought we heard a knock at the door. I went to check and it was Kristina! I opened the door and she asked if she still had an invitation for a drink. She was wearing a. Her look of contempt was matched by his captor who shrugged her shoulders."Immediate or laboratory?" His captor was all too anxious to return to the hunt, and this sorry example would not earn anything at auction."Immediate." Matron looked down at the bewildered male who squirmed in the straps he remained in after winching down; he watched as his captor strutted urgently to a large chest at the end of the room, placed so that the captive could see and enjoy exactly what was happening. The.