I woke up in bed. Craig must've helped bring me to my room. Only it wasn't my room anymore. The walls were painted pink and white flowers outlined the...room. The curtains were pink, my dressers were replaced, and there was even a vanity mirror and desk in the corner. My tv was missing. "Aww how cute" was my first thought, but I snapped out of it, "what's going on here? This isn't my room. Where am I?" I started to get up off my bed, but fell just as quickly. Craig came running. "Are you okay?". ”Ken’s voice dropped in volume and intensity. “How would you respond to an offer to you to become a partner in the company, Brad? Kurt and I talked about this extensively, and we’ve brought it up with Dan. He’s thinking of some ungodly amount to buy in, but you’ve already given the company more money in profits than any of us ever contributed to the company. I’m not sure it would give you the income you have now, but it would give you a part of the company as Kurt gets ready to retire. Dan. Certainly there were elements of madness in the thoughts that cascaded through his mind as he contemplated this new turn of events. They were dark, dark thoughts, and they grew darker yet as the appointed date neared and all around him busied themselves in happy preparations.Many of those preparations took the unusual form of negotiation. Most of the Gardener's contingent would be in attendance, but there was a problem with the "most" because all of them wanted to be there. The mothership could. By this time I’m wet. Your hand lingers once again on my pussy, brushing back and forth.“Do you deserve it?” you ask me once again.“Yes. Please.” I tell you.“Please, what?”I feel humiliated and turned on at the same time to ask for what I want. “Please, fuck me with your finger.”A hard spank comes down my ass in surprise. “Ask again,” you command.“Please, will you fuck me with your finger?” My body is burning with desire and humiliation. Burning with control and surrender. Your finger slowly.