"You don't spend your life working for big corporations without learning a thing or two, especially about creatives," he tells me, grinning from ear t... ear.Creatives are basically artists and that is what I am. I started out in graphics, but, since being left on my own, I have been eking out an existence as a full time artist. Piss artist if I take this one on; but the vanity is already piqued.So the following Monday, bright and early - God knows, I just hate that - I am talking to the partner. Our first two experiences with him (on the beach with his dogs and the dinner party at his estate) were certainly highly exciting. The potential for future experiences with him were seemingly endless given his resources, personality, and capabilities.After our activities of the morning, I took a shower and sat down to do my makeup and hair. Then I got some coffee and a light breakfast. Then I got dressed. Sort of. It didn’t take me long, obviously. When the limo pulled into the driveway we were. Not quite as loud as Dustin, he still had a rich sweaty funk built up in his ass from the days heat, and I lapped up his sweetness like an ice cream cone. In similar fashion, it only took a few moments for him as well to roll over, and directing his 8” of throbbing meat towards my lips, I engulf him.Tensing up his abs, and arcing upwards, Caleb blows an intense load into my mouth, quickly filling me. I swallow down most, but let a bit drip out to puddle n his pubes. Caleb subsides, and remains. As I started to speak, a penis gag was shoved into my mouth and strapped tightly behind my head. It was big and filled my mouth almost to gagging. But then they inflated it even more until my jaws were aching. I couldn't even move my tongue. I was led away from Lori with my back to her, but I can only assume they were doing something similar to her. I was taken to a wooden horse and made to straddle it. It had a 2x4 on top on it’s edge.Then a hook was attached to my hands and hoisted.