We left the alcove, acting as though nothing had happened. Soon, we were seated at a table and ordering food. It came out that the judge I clerked for...spearheaded an attempt to reform the state’s referral and referendum process. Ben defended it. As I said, “The bottle bill! That was in the 70’s. Most citizen initiatives since have been simple-minded, anti-government, expensive and unfunded, unconstitutional crap,” I felt Mark’s hand slide up the inside of my thigh.As Ben made some rejoinder,. Please Mistress. Please may I stroke my cock for you?” “No. Not yet. Firstly, it is not your cock. Your cock belongs to me. I say when you may touch it. Secondly, you may stroke it only when you are performing your wicked task for me. I don’t want you cumming until you have been entirely disgraced and made into my fuck pig.” “Yes Mistress.” “Then pick up the cucumber, and hold it up in front of your slutty face. Do you have it?” “Yes Mistress.” “Good boy. A nice thick long one as I. She was in a light blue, mid-thigh, robe. She had the legs of a twenty year old, at least the part that was visible. She had jet-black hair, straight to her shoulder blades, looking so silky and shiny; not a dry frayed end in sight. Her eyes were the most stunning blue I had ever seen. Her skin was slightly olive. I made an assumption, that her ancestry was gypsy and if correct, she would be a wild a****l in bed from the stories I have heard from friends.“I’m sorry a mistake? You are Anuli are. There were several offers from some of the staff who looked like they had been put there to distract me. After the first day of turning them down, they stopped and I had a surprise as a new helicopter arrived while I was swimming. I did not pay it any attention and after twenty minutes, I had female company, only now the woman in the water with me was Antonia. Looking towards the shore I watched as my escort pulled back to the point they were barely visible, giving Antonia and me as much.