As I was signing I looked at him looking at me. I felt my nipples tingle and just knew that they were very hard. My already wet pussy got wetter. I ju...t love it when a man looks at me and I can tell that he wants to fuck me.I was eagerly opening the box as the man drove away.Just about everything that we’d ordered was there, loads of ropes, harness’, dog collar, padded hand, wrist and ankle cuffs, some things called karabiners, ball gag, nipple clamps, some rolls of tape, 2 leg spreader and a. ?Mary slapped Jeff. ?What happened at the restaurant???AH AH, she gave me a quick BJ in the men’s room.??OH, I can’t take this, fucking slut, WHORE.??I am going to kill her. Gonna kill her.??Honey calm down, PLEASE. We will ask her to leave tomorrow. I’ll make this up to you.??NOOOO, that is not good enough.??We are taking her over to your brother Ike’s, he’ll make her pay.??Susan I don’t think that is a good idea. Lets just send her home.’?Fuck you Bastard; we are taking her to. "The first sorry looking defaulter was marched in, apparently still heavily hung-over, and was duly sentenced and remitted to the Master-at-Arms for punishment. He was quite incapable in his present state of making any sort of defence of his actions, which rather convicted him out of his own grunts."Did he understand everything you said?" asked the Admiral after he had been marched out."Yes and no, sir," replied the Second Officer, "Yes, in that all crew members are fully fluent in at least. The reality was this:The male had been fully processed by the women; thrashed humiliated, denied, sissified and utterly broken. He is taken from his mistress’s bedroom to a corridor where a host of grinning dominant women show him a trolley which has a sheet over it; this is wickedly whipped away to reveal a coffin. The domes delight in his facial expression as he views this. He then follows, leashed, the wicked females who wheel the coffin into a large room which is full of applauding.