I laid her out on her husband’s desk and brought her to orgasm quickly. When she begged for more, I became creative. A very nicely proportioned wood...en carving of a dolphin on his desk pleasured his wife many times at their parties. I’ve often wondered if he ever realized his dear prim little wife loved having the dolphin thrust into her, her knees pressed to her ears, as she demanded I tell her what a dirty bitch she was. Or perhaps he saw the dolphin and wondered himself what kind of noises. “Yeah, there’s no map for that.” Jack nodded. Will smiled slowly, suddenly more interested. His mind was already racing.“Your reputation is impressive, Mister Sterling. I’ve been told by more than one person that you are the best cartographer in the King’s Seas, and one of the best navigators as well,” Morant said, making the flattery sound like a challenge. “What is your secret?”Will shrugged, “Magic.”Morant’s expression turned quizzical, “How so?”“I work with a witch,” Will smiled.Morant. Do a good job wearing it, without any faces or whining, and you’ll get the pretty jeweled one in a month. Do you understand, sissy girl?” “Yes, Sir,” April replied. She was both excited and a bit alarmed that she would have to wear a butt plug 24/7. She liked wearing one when she lived alone, but it was usually only for a few hours at most. This would be a challenge, but she was determined to show Sir that she deserved the pretty steel one and couldn’t wait to feel it being pushed inside her.. Next morning, down in the garden, his sleepless night must’ve shown, as the innkeeper’s daughter fetched him a second cup of Americano without asking. His morning erection was still throbbing stubbornly—bolstered, maybe, by the residue of his dreams—and he kept his lap carefully concealed, hoping the girl hadn’t noticed.“Grazie bene,” he took the cup with two hands to keep from spilling.Her lips smiled, but her eyes didn’t. Owen sipped, watching her hips sway as she sauntered back to the.