This man, who supervises over 1000 employees by day, gave me a piteous look of appeal, but I didn’t relent. I slapped his cheeks as he came to me at...the end of this short but humiliating activity.I allowed him to sit on the couch, and I stroked him as a reward for obedience. Again, he lubricated his tip with precum. Changing pleasures, I stopped stroking and began slapping his cock with my open hand - lightly. I spoke very impersonally about it. "It likes to be slapped, doesn't it? It twitches. I backtracked about a klick and headed west. When I came to the gully I entered and moved very slowly towards their forces. It took me about twenty minutes to work my way up near them and Billi had already reported that she and Buster were in position with the others. They moved up as close as they could without becoming targets themselves and were ready to receive my calls when I got into position.Just as I got where I wanted to be I all but tripped over a platoon of infantry that was spread. "Lanno had no more words to stop her self-recrimination. He had the uneasy feeling that the Healer Guild would not relent, either. Once word got back to them, life would be very hard for Evella. If they even let her remain a Healer.Evella squirmed in Lanno's lap. "Vanlo's potion didn't do everything," she whispered in a voice that was both despairing and needful. "I still ... I-I ... my sex still burns like..."Lanno let out a breath slowly. He tried to push any erotic thoughts out of his head.. They way they reacted towards one another had a playful, energetic quality; and seeing this had made Robert feel that curiously 'pleasurable ache' (as he'd taken to calling it). It was directly related to the realization that, for whatever reason, he was not lucky when it came to attracting women! There was no resentment towards the black guy for having attracted his pretty white girlfriend (or possibly wife). No. He didn't resent either of them; though he did feel something like wistfulness;.