The table was oak. Spirit-forged oak, taken from the ship's supply, the surface rough and unpolished. It had been placed in the center of the master cabin, the silk sheets stripped away, the bed pushed to the wall.
The table was three feet high, four feet long, two feet wide. Enough for a woman's body. Enough for what he wanted.
Madam Yueying was on it.
Her wrists, bound with silk rope, were tied to her ankles. Her legs, spread, were secured to the table legs. Her thick body, naked, the enormous tits pressed against the wood, the nipples raw and stiff, was bent over the surface. Her thick ass, the cheeks full and round, was raised.
Her anal, gaping, swollen, was exposed. Her pussy, hairy and swollen, the lips puffy and red, was visible from behind. The lips, stretched from hours of use, did not close. The pink interior, glistening with arousal, was visible.
