Thirty- eight years old, and officially worth three billion dollars. Some people said it was more like twenty times that, that he could buy and sell B...ll Gates and Warren Buffett with his spare change any time he wanted to.And he had made every penny of it himself, by out-toughing the other tough sons of bitches on Wall Street. Hundreds of mergers he had forced down their unwilling throats. And he made them wallow in their defeats. Hundreds of former top bananas had been forced to accept. I enjoy being restrained, spanked, and having my ass played with. I would love a chance to be a slave for a woman that really knows what she is doing.That was it. I kept it short because I knew that it was a real long shot that anyone would answer me. My wife has scratched the surface of my fantasies before and will even finger my ass when she gives me head sometimes but that really just leaves me wanting more. So there I sat, with my add out there for anyone to see. Time seemed to move. While exiting the lift, I turned to him and whispered in his ear, “Flat no. 709” and walked out of the lift giving him the naughtiest possible expression. I smirked as the lift door closed. I entered my apartment and again threw myself to the bed.As I lifted my saree to touch myself, I heard the door bell ring. I knew who it was. I knew he had come to devour me. I opened the door and there he was. Standing there like a predator, eyeing his prey. He came in without saying a word, and closed the. Gloria plugged a pair of headphones into Chantal’s hi-fi system and put a tape on. Johnny could faintly hear Flock of Seagulls’ ‘I Ran’, and then he lost his eyesight again as one of the other girls pulled a cloth over his eyes and nose from behind.“Hey!” he tried to pull it off but several arms grabbed his and held them as they were tied together behind his back. He stopped fighting, as he remembered the Polaroid his sister had of him with his dick out, and he really wasn’t sure just what the.