She also thought that she would close her clinic at sharp 6:00 P.M and go home today as she had to visit her friend in the evening for a function.As s...e was busy in some paper work, one ugly looking man in his early forties entered. He was wearing normal plain clothes and his white dress hardly suited his dark complexion. He was carrying normal expressions on his face and hardly Dr.SJ could guess what was there in his mind – a dirty plot to m***** and **** her in her own clinic.Little did she. I might tell you to have sex with my friends, male or female. I might deny you sex if you disobey me. I might beat you if you disobey me. What would you think of that?”Michelle sat quietly and considered for a long minute. “I still want to be your sex slave.”“Alright then, let’s go to the computer and we’ll draw up a “Sex Slave Contract”. We’ll call it “The Rules” and that will describe what you’ll do as my sex slave, and what I’ll do for you in return. We’ll describe how you’ll behave,. Can I ask how much you make?” And he once again looked surprised when I said that I think I made around $200 to $250 for doing a presentation, in addition to room and expenses.“But honestly, I really have no idea how much it is. My dad and Mr. Cummings always reached an agreement that my dad said was good enough, and I would sign the contract and do it. He just puts the checks into the bank. For me, it is more about going to the convention with all expenses paid than the money itself.”We. Mitch kissed the side of my neck and my knees buckled. His strong, powerful arms caught me and held me to him. My damp panties were quickly becoming soaked as I ground my hips into his thigh that he had placed between mine. I wrapped my hands around behind his head and we locked into another passionate kiss. It was the kind where we both fought for control of the other. I had to break the kiss for a second to catch my breath as it left me speechless. ‘Let’s get this off you.’ Mitch growled. He.