She prodded me with the tip of her shoe. “Yes Mistress” I answered with the ache still in my balls.“While your down there, start worshipping my ...eet”. I crawled the few inches to her nearest stiletto covered foot and started kissing and licking the black leather shoe and the pale skinned foot of my Mistress. My tongue glided over the top edge of the shoe and I felt the base of her toes peeking from the leather and I kissed and licked them.“Your doing very well Slave,… now I want you to worship. I wasn’t going to admit it to Jordan, but I did want to know. Somehow, he seemed to know it too. It was days later later before I saw him at work again, but it was all I could think about. My mind raced, did he want me to give him a blowjob? Was he hitting on me? What if I had said yes? Jordan waited until no one else was around before he came over to my work station. “You want to see it, don’t you?” “It’s ok, you can tell me.” “See what?” I answered, hoping he would say it, hoping he would. “Just go slow okay?” “Okay,” Colby agreed, though he still was not ready to move just yet. He waited a few more seconds before slowly pulling his cock back a few inches and then gliding it back inside of her. She made a few muffled noises that resembled pain but he continued slowly. He was certain that if it was to much, she would tell him to stop. He pulls out and then pushes in, slowly, softly, steadily. Over and over again, his cock getting more covered in her juices with everything. "I knew you were lying to me Ms. Perry, and now you're going to pay."He grabbed my arms and yanked me hard across the table. I felt Oliver's hands slide down my legs and I found myself hanging in the air helplessly. "Let me go!" I screamed.I looked back and Agent Wyman was pointing what looked like a gun at Oliver's head and the table was now gone, as was the booth we were just sitting in. I looked back at Agent Fleck who smiled and said, "I didn't know you were such a whore. I wonder who else.