He reached back and some how unlocked me quick ( i later found out they needed no key being k**s safety handcuffs. lol) i had my hands out in front of...me tightly holding his hands . my back arched ramming back my pussy with his lips on mine. In between kisses Bruno was telling me he loved me and he was sorry. I kept replying back do you love me, i love you and moaning oh my god. Bruno let go of one of my hands and tightly had it at my throat as he stared to slam himself in my pussy I looked up. I turned around and slipped my pants off, bending over to remove them from my legs, and giving Mr. Richards a long view of my ass and balls encased in the silky panties. "Come here." I started to walk towards him. "On your knees!" I knelt on the floor and slowly crawled around his desk. I knelt before him, looking up in his eyes. Once again, just the smell of his cologne caused me to swoon and slightly loose my balance. His strong arms caught me and held me in position. I looked at him again. Mistress laughed at me when I found the bed. I had dribbled all over the cock as I was holding it in my mouth. “Drop boy, drop!” she said, laughing still, “now get on the bed, on your back.” I clambered onto the bed, laying on my back and listened to her movements. I longed to reach out and touch her again, but restrained myself, there would be plenty of time for that, when allowed. She grabbed hold of my ankles and pulled me down the bed until my arse was at the end, and then pushed my legs. There is something perverse about people. Once they'd been informed that I was sold out of wind chimes, their desire to purchase some from me seemed to increase markedly. Several buyers offered me higher prices, if only I'd make an exception for them and ship them a few gross of the chimes they now suddenly needed to have. Some of these buyers were people I remembered talking to in Las Vegas, at the earlier Expo show. They hadn't bought any chimes then, but now they were suddenly clamoring for.