It makes me feel so ... dirty, and owned. Like, I know it’s not a reward, nor is it gentle, but it’s rather there to put me in place and make sure...I’ll be your servant in all things, even if it’s to drink down your pee.”I sat back down in my own chair and smiled at her, my pussy still slightly wet, leaving a small stain on my lap. “This is going to be a wonderful trip, slave,” I said, rubbing across my breasts, feeling turned on by her presence, her submissive ways and her fingers sliding in. Our meeting with them was at 1100.After arriving we were shown to a large elegant elaborately decorated room to wait. Majestic curved tables with chairs were positioned and we were shown where we were to sit. I read the official instructions and conduct for guests for this meeting.A pecking order had been established as to the seating order. I was to the front of the curve, to my right were Charles, Milton and the attorneys. To my left were my girls. Behind all of us was my security detail.We. Anya quickly brushed the tears away. For some reason she didn’t want the young woman to see her distress. She was ashamed of their condition and feeling hopeless in the face of their predicament. Anya turned away. She hoped the young woman would leave.Kate turned to go back to the kitchen and stopped. In her excitement with the call from Harrison she had apparently missed the fact that two young women were sitting close together on the concrete floor at one side of the loading dock. “Oh, I’m. "As George pulled me to the bed, I hopped up at his command, "On the bed with you, bad boy."Kelly approached and pushed me flat on my back. Then, climbing up on top of me and pinning me down, she said to George, "See if you can find something to tie him down with." Where...?"As George wondered aloud where he might find something, I offered, "There is some rope in the pool house that should work."Kelly leaned down to my face and quietly yelled, "Don't think that a little cooperation on your part.