.his slave, or his despot,” I whispered, and dreaded to finish it, “but never his companion.” “A despot. Isn’t that an interesting choice o... word?” I wasn’t sure if she expected me to answer, but it quickly became a moot point. Her fingers dexterously pushed the straps of my dress to the sides, and they slid over my shoulders. A gasp drew forth from my throat when the dress’ front slipped down and exposed my bra-covered breasts “A true despot would be allowed to do anything with you. Like,”. Fitzhugh watched a minute more before stepping in front of the now kneeling Betty. She had her head down from the exhaustive fucking that she was enduring.He reached down to her chin and lifted her face. He was now kneeling and his cock was stiff once again. He shuffled forward a bit more and slipped his rod past her gaping lips.Betty didn't even realize what she was doing. Her lips instinctively closed around that stiff member and sucked it in deeply. All the while, she kept pumping her ass. But i continued doing it. :p.Similar thing i did with yet another maid-like young lady (I don’t want to give any info about the situation for privacy) same, No reaction!!I got to know that this shitty thing is called Dick Flashing. But i never got to do this in public. That is unlawful.I was all the more ashamed and feared what if they complain, Hence i decided to stop this for a while till i stand on my own legs and decided to get to a powerful position.And yes i Made it. I became a senior. .. and recalled that I didn’t revive Wilhelmina Halleck. The difference was striking. The point, of course, was that I had the right and authority to do with the dead as I deemed fit. Some I would bring back to life as undead retainers and such. Others I would leave to their natural fate. I had shown both fates now to the local citizenry. They would know that I kept my own counsel and made my own decisions which way to go.“Well now, my friend, I can’t allow someone who was just under temporary.