What about you, Stace?” I asked the sassy brunette concubine who had been one of my first lovers among this group.“God, yes! This club sub ... fuc...ing awesome! What about you, Ollie? Ollie... ?” Stacey noticed that her husband was a bit distracted.Then we saw it ... the fucking grey shield outside the sub shop. It was a pickup. Shit, I thought! Marian was still at work! How the fuck were we to pick my sweet ebony girl if she was still at the buffet working her shift? I really panicked now. What. In the bedroom, looking at his clothes, he could have sworn they had all been freshly pressed also. Oddly, none of Janice's things were there. When Henry asked the eunuch about this he was surprised by the answer."I was waiting to be told which room will be used by this woman, Master." Oh, I see, well the one next to this, I suppose," he replied."Why are you sending me away?" she asked.Patiently, he replied, "I'm not. We have eight rooms, so you may as well have one as your own room; in any. She turned back and proceeded to take a few strides into the woods and towards the trees where I was stood cock in hand. I stepped back behind a tree a little scared to be honest not knowing if I was going to get found out! She took a few steps into the woods, pulled down her panties, hitched up her skirt and squatted down. There she was taking a pi$$ right in front of me with her pussy so close I could almost taste it. I started beating away at my cock and within seconds I was shooting my. "Jonathan?" The host called me by my name for the first time."Yes, Sir?" I replied. "Please, Jonathan, when we are in private like this, you may address me as Matus... Mah-toos, like the wine." Yes Sir ... 'er Matus," I replied."Jonathan, come here. I want you to observe the effects of Monica's punishment."I stood on rather shaky legs and walked around the still standing, naked woman. Two deep red welts appeared in a criss-cross pattern across her ass cheeks."Go ahead," Matus encouraged. "Run.