Cagney and Mr. Lacey." Mrs. Devers sighed, making notes on a pad."You know them?" Better than I want to," she admitted. "They -- come from a challengi...g environment. But I can certainly understand Miss Hughes being reluctant to submit to their fondling."I'd been trying to get my thoughts about The Program sorted out all afternoon, and now I had to reassemble them all over again. I knew I shoulda made a list.But she let me think, didn't prod me."Well, the thing is," I began, "as I said, she. "One of Roger's games is to have me write, in shorthand, super hot loveletters to him and then read them back. I can't get used to doing it."My darling," I kept my voice breathy."I can't wait until the next time you tie me up and whip me. It makes mewet just to think about it. Then, when you ram your monstrous cock..."I went on reading. Roger's erection was obvious by the time I was done. With a little sigh, I walked around the desk and satisfied my boss' mostobvious need. I'm a very good. " I rolled them around in mouth, and yes, Irecognized the taste of a woman's juices. So I was finally tasting thedelicious Debbie.With no further verbal interference, Debbie, Judy and Susan stood behindme, and I could feel two razors going down each cheek of my ass. I hadnever thought about it before, but as I felt each shaving stroke start atthe top and go in a single smooth motion down the length of my ass, anass is a pretty big area. I wondered how ridiculous I was going to lookat my. I was an addict, and this was my drug. The fantasy's had pulsed through my veins for years. The highs had grown as my inventions and techniques had grown in number. But it all came down to that night.Slowly, they were shown in, and they gathered round, and sat down to watch the show, the cameras recording everything, live feeds going around the world on the web, and more feeds going to secure servers.Everything was ready.Everyone was there.The wires were live.The show was on.Anna walked round.