She could see he was incredibly hard with the veins pulsing in his hand. Just with the sight of this she felt some wetness in her cunt, she already fe...t quite sexy wearing her typical pencil skirt, loose white blouse and stockings with the seam running up to just under her ass and the garter around her waist holding them up. It wasn’t that she was interested in anyone in the office she just enjoyed the looks the men (and some of the women) gave her, she sometimes even noticed a little bulge. The Ghurkha, who had found him, had slit his throat. Then he had removed the man’s penis and testicles. These, he had stuffed in the dead man’s mouth. Hanging behind the door was the uniform of a very senior police officer. The next bedroom told the same story and it seemed as though two very senior police officers were clients of the brothel. In four other bedrooms were men who had met their fate in a similar fashion. When he completed his inspection, Peter had counted 10 bodies and held their. He looked at me very strangely and nodded his head in approval. I quickly stood up beside of him and told him to hold out his hand. He held out his hand and while looking into his eyes, and before I chickened, out I put my thumbs into the waistband of my lacy pink panties and pulled them down and off. I tried to be sexy but I am sure it was awkward and comical now that I look back at it. I placed my warm panties in his hand. We were both in shock and my heart was pounding through my chest. The. I really hadn’t expected this kind of attention as a slave.She leant over me and started to massage my clit button with her fingers while he continued to fuck me starting to get faster and faster building to orgasm. She was an expert in tantalising my clit and I started to feel my muscles tense as his cock thickened. We came together, he pumped rods and rods of cum into me and I in turn soaked his cock and balls in cum of my very own. He slowed his pumping cock down and gently pulled it out..