Either way it was a poor start for such an endeavor. “But your highness it is but a small trade ship. Built to sail the Mediterranean, not the ope...n ocean.”She brought her foot up to my groin and pressed her stockinged foot against my bulge as she smiled, “Then perhaps you should make any further indulgences more… substantive.”“Very well,” I said and released my belt to drop my breeches and hose, then exposing my naked member to her.“Mmm, very nice,” she said appreciatively and then sat up to. "He's not titled, but he is a man of estate and social standing," said Lady St. Cuthbert. "His name is Charles Kingston. He is the eldest son of the Kingston family and has significant stocks and holdings in Information Technology and Shale Gas Extraction." That doesn't make him sound like a man of great worth or esteem," Sarah sniffed. "His blood doesn't have the provenance of honourable lineage. Nor does he owe his fortune to the bounty of noble estate." But he does have substantial wealth,. In any event, she knew forlornly that her parents were still at work and the chance of anyone coming to her rescue virtually nil. She was stuck in this mirrored prison until Anthony deigned it was time to release her. Jesus, she was frightened like never before, yet she could get through it, she covinced herself by holding things together."Pleasure, pain...pain, pleasure..." Anthony mused, holding both hands over Ashlee's head.As she gazed up, her eyes expanded."Pain," he decided like a judge. “Alice, get undressed.” Joshua ordered, his voice cracked and guttural. “Strip yourself down until you’re only wearing those slutty little panties.”Alice paused for a few moment before reaching down to the front of her shorts. She fumbled with the button for few seconds - her fugue-state affecting her dexterity - before successfully managing to pop it open. Her pants were so loose that she didn’t need to undo the zip - some brief downward pressure was all it took for them to slip down her legs.