And she was beyond gorgeous. When I walked up to her and introduced myself as her new neighbor, she smiled and held out her hand. I briefly shook her ...and, and in that moment was hopelessly hooked. Her hand was soft, slender, and exquisitely feminine. She was tall - about 5'10" - and had long black hair, tied up in pony tail. She wore simple sneakers, cutoff jeans, and a cotton t-shirt (it was moving day, after all). He legs were tantalizingly long and velvety smooth. But the thing which. This wasn’t happening on purpose; it was unconscious. She wanted him so badly that her mind couldn’t even catch what her body was doing. He could feel her breath on him grow harder and faster, encircling and teasing him. The lips of her open mouth glistened. He could see her tongue tucked in her mouth.And then he lost it. No, he wasn’t cumming, but he wanted to, and he needed more than just his hand.“Suck me,” he gasped, not missing a stroke. “Please…”Molly’s hands were shaking. Every breath. You've got five minutes to cum, but don't cum without permission. You may nod to ask permission."With his wrists cuffed, his two hands worked in partnership. One stroking his needy prick, the other massaging his full balls. With the knowledge of his embarrassing position, the plug inside him, face breasts jiggling on his chest, and an audience of his Mistress and her guest, he didn't need anywhere near the time allowed. Images from the whole week of his service filled his head, then his driver. One tenth of everything you have belongs to The Boss. It’s quite clear: One part in every ten. It’s actually never been reviewed. Don’t quote me on this but I’m surprised that the finance commission missed that one. It’s fairly easy. Whatever you get, you have to give back one tenth part. Now that’s the Tithe. It’s like a minimum monthly payment or Income Tax. The other bit is what we call the Offering. ‘After you pay the Tithe, whatever you have left is yours. The Offering comes out of that.