” I feel some sorrow for her and say, “It must be very raw just now. Do you see any way that things might get back to normal?” “Honestly no,�... she tells me, “I have already had a letter from his solicitor.” “Do you have anyone looking after your interests?” I ask. “No not yet,” says Jen. “Call this number tomorrow,” I tell her, “it’s a friend in the legal department. Explain that I have given you the number. Okay?” I say to her as I write on a small notepad. Handing her the note, our hand’s. She took the crystal glass from him."You don't need to get me drunk, Sir." Why should I get you drunk?" I know what to do tonight, Sir." Really? Are you going to be a slut tonight?" I'm not a slut, Sir." Then tell me, why are you going to do this?" For you, Sir. Because you want me to." And you? Will you enjoy it?" Yes, Sir. You have trained me to enjoy it." I've trained you to be a slut! And tonight I'll prove it to you." Yes, Sir."After a moments thought, she tossed back her drink, the strong. "Open your mouth Lexi..." and I obediently did and felt the leather ring push into my mouth and the straps pulled tight round the back of my head. I felt helpless and excited as I felt his hands wander over my lingerie, giving my ass a slap and squeeze. Time to put on a show for our friends my little slut.I felt Sir grab my wrists and pull them forward and into a wrist strap at each corner of the bench. I was tied down to it so I was bent over, my clit and pussy sticking out as my high heels. I mean, one fuck was like one candy, you couldn't eat just one, and eating her out once, would never be enough. He wanted to feast and it would have to unfold like a surprise and somewhere else safer and remote. And of course, according to the plot, things go awry. She gets the better of him, even though he violently slugs her and drags her around by the hair. He should have cunt kicked her right off, split her labia, to bring her down and tit punched her for extra good measure. .