The red leather skirt I had on fit perfectly, and his hand felt wonderful. First my ass, caressing each globe, then easing down lower. Slipping under ...he hem, caressing the back of my thighs. He started to move them up the back and I gasped slightly, but looking to the side I saw nobody else there so said nothing.And when his hand moved between my lightly quivering thighs, I even moved my feet a bit farther apart. I could not help a soft moan as his fingers found my quim, caressing me through. I must have been sleeping." Jack started telling me what his version of things were. He was really laying it out in detail too. Soon it was,"I did what!" and "You did that to me?" No wonder my ass was sore this morning. I looked at Rufus, he chucked me under to chin to close my mouth and nodded in confirmation. I was afraid to ask. I finally said, "There was more?" Oh yes, that was just the beginning," Jack said, "after that..." Stop, stop! Maybe we should keep this for another time. I don't. Safia’s eyes were wide with fright. Beads of sweat burst out on her forehead as he thrust hard into her. Tears began to fill her eyes as a terrible fear took hold of her. He was so big and wide. She had never had anything more then a thin fingertip where he now had his burning hot manhood.It was hot so very hot. He kissed her on her forehead whispering “Don’t be scared. It will be great.”He then lifted himself a little more and pressed his hips downwards entering her with a forceful thrust of. The girl was to be stripped of all clothing except for her high heels and collar, then sent to his inner office leashed and with hands cuffed behind her back. The guard was to bring in her clothing bundle also, then wait outside to collect her later.First he would keep the girl standing at the side of his desk. She was easy on his eyes, particularly as the high heeled shoes brought out the muscle tone of her slender legs, the handcuffs prevented any attempt at modesty and the steel collar.