Tink awoke feeling refreshed and tried to stretch but felt the sail canvas holding her tightly pinned. She wondered why her Master had done this to her but the immobility felt soothing and somehow safe, like a baby in swaddle. After a few minutes, she heard his footsteps approaching the cabin. She couldn’t kneel so she simply held her eyes downcast. “Good morning my Master,” she said. “Good morning, Lightning Bug, are ye feeling better?” “Shall I unwrap thee?” “I’m well, good Sir,” Tink replied, ‘And please.” “We’ll talk about all this later,” Hook said, unwrapping her, leaving Tink naked and mildly chilled. “Wash and dress quickly, Bug, for Smee will be tending to your breakfast quite soon.” “Yes, my Master,” Tink Yeşilköy escort bayan said sadly, watching Hook depart. From their brief exchange, Tink wasn’t sure if he was upset with her or not. It wouldn’t do for Smee to arrive and find her squatting over her belaying pin and so she deferred her exercises until after breakfast. After Smee had come and gone, Tink decided to fly and clear her mind. She overflew the field where she’d buried her bee, aware of how much the sting still itched and aroused her. She wondered if ever she’d be able to offer her life to please her Master as the bee had done to please her. Tink flew, walked and sat against a tree thinking about the path Escort Yeşilyurt her life had taken since discovering her inner lust. Later, back on the ship, Tink found McKinny, a ship’s carpenter working on the floor beneath her bunk. “Skuze me Miss, I’ll be done soon’s I can.” “What are you doing?” Tink asked. “Cap’ns orders Miss and I’m sworn to secrecy or he’ll carve out me liver.” Tink watched the chiseled man work. He nailed two boards to the floor under and parallel to her bunk. Each board was perhaps five centimeters high, twenty centimeters wide and just short of two meters long. Then, he nailed in two shorter pieces, essentially forming a narrow box beneath her bunk. Zeytinburnu escort On the floor towards the top part of her bed, he nailed two iron runners forming a ramp just over two centimeters high. Next, he attached a hinged contraption to the foot of her bed, a contraption that both frightened and excited her. With that he left the cabin. Tink studied the contraption. The thing had two polished wooden pegs spaced not fat apart and each about the size and shape of a generous penis. “What has my master designed? Tink wondered. Soon, Captain Hook arrived with a wooden cask of musket balls which he placed into the new frame beneath her bunk. He bade Tink get into her bunk and he secured her well into place with thick leather straps that he’d found beneath his bunk. Tink shivered in anticipation. Hook then said to her, “I see you like your nipples handled Lightning Bug.” “Let’s oblige ye.” From a pocket, Hook produced two lengths of linen fishing line and tied one loosely to each nipple so that it just grabbed the gold bar.