He stroked my face and put an arm around my waist and gave me a quick kiss.“You really are beautiful, and I’m sorry if this has upset you. This is...new to you, and it’s new to me too. I’ve been with women but never with anyone who has a package. I wish you had a pussy, because I’d like to do things to it and make you feel as good as being with you makes me feel.”He began kissing me and stroking my back as he said that. He actually was making me feel good, even if it wasn’t what I wanted. While. It wasn’t that he was a sex mad youth, but he was curious. His mum had left Wally and his dad, a lorry driver, when he was seven, she just upped and walked away after a row about Dad coming home early and finding uncle Andrew in bed with her! Wally, was an only c***d, until the old boy passed on a year or two back, grandad and his gran had lived locally, looking after him part time each day. Gran now on her own, had moved into the downstairs of dads cottage, she had taken over. Gran, was the. The flight to New York was uneventful. There was even time for chat with the pilot. His name was Peter and for Julia he was sex on legs. He had such a great voice and that knowing look of being in complete control. Every time she saw him, she went weak at the knees and just wanted to take him somewhere and fuck his brains out.As it happened, the whole crew had been booked into the same hotel for one night and Julia was wondering whether to make her move over dinner and a few drinks. She hadn’t. He instructed the guard as to his desires. The girl was to be stripped of all clothing except for her high heels and collar, then sent to his inner office leashed and with hands cuffed behind her back. The guard was to bring in her clothing bundle also, then wait outside to collect her later.First he would keep the girl standing at the side of his desk. She was easy on his eyes, particularly as the high heeled shoes brought out the muscle tone of her slender legs, the handcuffs prevented any.