Do you understand?" I nodded, hanging my head. "Say it back to me." "I will do anything you... tell me to. I will be... I will be your...personal... s...ut. You will use me... anyway... that pleases you. You can do whatever you want to me." "Master," he said. "M--master..." I said. "Very good, Kim." He looked down between my legs. "Don't drip on my carpet, bitch." He laughed at me. He proceeded to ask me personal questions, about my sex life, my boyfriends, and my husband. He asked me about what. "Oh God," she moaned. I didn't make love to her like I knew I'd often do in the future, this time I fucked her hard."I want you to be by my side and between my thighs," I quipped, thinking that was pretty witty as my body slammed into hers."Yessss," she moaned as I grasped her hips and fucked her hard. After a few deep thrusts, my body audibly slamming into her, my best friend finally got animated, crying out, "Yes, Bree, fuck your peeeeetttt" As I'd anticipated, she quickly fell into her role. ”“YES!” They both yelled so loud and enthusiastically I could even hear their voices echo down the hallway outside my open office door. They then pestered me for details, and I told them a little about what I’d been doing. I also had picked up a couple of brochures about Robotix and pushed those down my glass desk to the two of them. They pored over the material trying to absorb it all in seconds.I went on, “Since you’re fourteen I can pay you if Robotix doesn’t. You’ll be classified as. Diane understood the restriction on climbing when Valerie left her. Eric lifted Valerie up and they exchanged rather sloppy kisses.“Now, have you washed your hands?” Eric asked. Valerie showed her hands, clean and rather damp around the wrists. “Well, Daddy and Dr. Thibault have to have a chance to do likewise. Doctor, would you like to use that room?” He pointed to a small powder room with a toilet and wash basin. Diane realized that she need merely shut the door if she needed to relieve.