Claudia was busy in the kitchen but I could tell her mind was not on cooking, something she normally loves doing. She made us a quick burger in a hurr... and we ate it just sitting on the couch.With dinner out of the way, I instructed Peter to sit on his hands and knees. I told Claudia to lubricate and finger his ass. While Claudia was busy with Peter's ass I attached her nipple clamps. I did not want Peter to cum already so I told her to stop and insert his butt plug.I made them switch positions. We’ll watch some movies. That’s a good idea.Anto: Do you want me to fix you a drink because I thought I’ll drink some now.Reshma: Nah I don’t drink I haven’t tried it.Anto: Maybe you should now. No one is going to judge you here and no one is telling anyone that you drank. So you don’t have to worry about anything.Reshma: Well I don’t know, what if I get too drunk.Anto: That’s when the party starts right.And we both laughed and I’made some rum and cola for the both of us. My task was to get her. Your Mistress, PenelopeRoger had mixed feeling about 'performing' at Miss Penelope's, but he felt he didn't have an option. Hopefully, she would be true to her word and his nightmare would end. He eyed the bar, but decided against it. Drinking had got him into this mess and just might keep him here. Besides, Martinis just didn't taste the same anymore.The limousine pulled up at the mansion and Roger got out. The butler, the same butler who had tied him up, met him. Roger glared at the butler,. Thing is, Michel just stayed there in Marketing and was never picked for anything. Out of the blue I heard he was fired for no reason. It’s illegal to fire anyone without a reason, but I heard Michel just accepted it and vanished. No one ever came to his defence and the way the story goes, the new guys at Marketing were glad to have him gone.” “Wh…why…are you..telling me this, dad?” John was trying his hardest to remain composed but he was miserably failing. He was certain now. His dad.