She moanssoftly, the burning pain of her recently-whipped and welted buttocks flaringhotly as she returns to consciousness. Tony the chauffeur reaches...in from? outside to helpher get out of the car. Between the two men, they assist the caped and boundblonde across the sidewalk toward the gleaming chrome and glass fa?ade of thehighrise office tower and apartment building where Alison has been a virtualcaptive in her own apartment for the last week as her training in sexualservitude has. She looked at me with her naughty grin and I was amazed at how even with that 'fuck me' look in her eyes, she always blushed at my touch. Without saying another word, I pushed her against the wall with my body, pinning her arms to her side. She gasped softly as I slowly kissed along her shoulder moving along her collar bone to those tempting glossy lips. Her lips slightly parted as my mouth devoured her bottom lip, teasing her until her breathing increased.Her arms free, she pressed her body. I went out and got a glass of ice water. Weeach had a sip to refresh ourselves.I then started in on her body. I began by running myhands along her body. Her breasts were standing up,almost like they were at attention. Her nipples werehard, and I got quite a moan from her when I ran mypalms against them. Her belly was taught, and her legmuscles strained as she arched forward to receive mycaresses. Each touch brought increasing pleasure to her. When Ilaid her on the bed she had already been very. Also the idea of living in a mansion with our servants made her happy. When I told her about my first ideas of girls I wanted to add to my harem she made a great suggestion: “Maybe you should consider choosing beautiful girls who can fulfill certain roles and take over necessary work in such a big household: you might for example need a cook or a personal trainer to keep your girls in good shape… if you choose your girls not only to be beautiful but also to have certain skills, they won’t be.