Realising their travels were finally over, the whole party was tinged with sadness when
The Corseted Domme
docked onto the mooring mast at the Howden Airship Station. It had been a fun-filled and action-packed adventure and everyone was sorry to see it come to an end. Lady Sally's submissive gentlemen were effusive in their praise of their mistress and appreciative of the magnificent escapade she'd provided them with.
They had been subjected to all manner of dastardly and perverted incursions into their bodily orifices, but that was, of course, precisely what they had signed up for. They had also experienced explosions, crashes, wild bears, daring rescues and shoot-outs, which they had not signed up for, but which had only added to the excitement of the adventure. Only last night the bishop had found a last sliver of copper lodged in his backside from the exploding boiler.
"It has been an honour and privilege to serve you on your airship, mistress," announced the duke, echoing the sentiments of them all.
"Hear, hear," the banker, judge and bishop called in unison.
"It has been a wonderful adventure," said the banker.
"We did wonder if we would get back to England alive," added the judge. "But I wouldn't have missed it for anything."
"Why, thank you. That's most kind of you. But you should show more faith in your mistress. Come now, it went entirely to plan. Was there ever any doubt that Lady Sally Rudston-Chichester would not prevail?"
"None indeed, mistress," replied the bishop.
The four gentlemen were the first to disembark and go their way, the duke having arranged for his carriage to meet them at the airfield. Frau Linguzh left with them, the duke having promised to show the dwarf the sights of London before returning her to Lady Sally's care.
The Corseted Domme
was greeted by a flotilla of horse and carts, commissioned to carry Lady Sally's luggage back to Rudston Hall. She stayed on board to direct the operation with meticulous care. Cook supervised the removal of the kitchen utensils and what remained of the uneaten food and drink. Victoria looked after the trunks and hat boxes containing her mistress's wardrobe. Lady Sally took responsibility for the boxes of her dastardly steam and electric powered devices, whilst Borghild was already returned to her crate. She would be kept at Rudston Hall as a permanent tool for inflicting erotic punishment. The captain was in charge of packing Clarissa, his automaton co-pilot, and for ensuring the airship was left safe and secure. The crew remained on board to assist with carrying everything down the mooring mast into the waiting carts.
They started with the bronze statue. This was lowered carefully from the airship's hold into the largest and strongest cart available, pulled by several shire horses.
"My statue will look simply magnificent in the courtyard of Rudston Hall," commented Lady Sally.
This was followed by the tiles for her Turkish bath and her trunks of shopping from the bazaar in Istanbul. The bulkiest items having been unloaded first, the contents of the kitchen came next. This was overseen by cook who ordered the crew around, insisting she did not want any of her saucepans 'dinted' by careless handling. Cook was the next to leave the airship, needing to get back to Rudston Hall to prepare dinner for Lady Sally.
"And have you enjoyed your airship adventure, cook?"
"No I ain't, milady! Next time you goes on travels, you can count me out. I ain't ever worked in such conditions... and as for them explosions!"
Lady Sally arched an eyebrow and rolled her eyes, "You seemed to manage perfectly well, cook. I recall your roast boar the other night was especially fine."
Cook grunted, though she was obviously pleased with the compliment, before stomping off to accompany the cart carrying the kitchen utensils.
Victoria supervised the unloading of the trunks for Lady Sally's wardrobes, which he'd lovingly packed over the last couple of days. Whilst she was doing that, Captain Wyndham checked the airship was left in good working order by ensuring the air bags were left fully inflated.
He hung from the top of the mooring mast with a team of rigger-men. They were grasping a massive hose in an attempt to thread it into the slit at the cone of the airship. They were finding it hard work as the rubber pipe was wobbly and unwieldy. They had their hands gripped around it but were experiencing enormous difficulty getting it into the hole. The captain gave an order to blast hydrogen through the hose to make it stiff. The tactic worked, and once the hose was rigid, it was easier to penetrate the hole in the tip of the airship. Once threaded into the frame of the airship it was attached to the air bags for the hydrogen tank to inflate them.
Soon everything was ready. The crew was dismissed and Lady Sally, Victoria and Captain Wyndham were the last to leave
The Corseted Domme
.
Victoria was close to tears, "It's been totally marvellous. It's been such a pleasure to serve you, madam."
