He guided you to the small room he uses as a coffee room. He made you a coffee and suggested you looked at the modelling photos on the table as it wou...d only be another fifteen minutes and they would run out of time. Back in the studio, your wife was starting to relax as the guys made everything very busy arranging her as they wanted her. She was relaxing more and more and, as the guys requested things, she gradually adopted a “What the hell” attitude. They asked her to slip one of her boobs. On his third attempt he succeeded and he let out a contented sigh as Rudy’s cock slid into his chute and began the slow, sensual glide home. Herr Heinz was blown away by how Rudy fucked. There was none of the wham, bam! urgency he would have expected from a young man. Instead, he took his time, keeping the pressure up until Herr Heinz’s ring relented and let him have full access. It was Rudy’s turn to moan out loud now as the heat of the big man’s arseguts enveloped his overheated cock. Lying. I pull back sharply, trying to get my cock away from the white hot cane.?Now then, my pet!? Mistress slaps my sobbing face hard, back and forth, ‘til my ears ring ?Surely you are not pulling away from me? Stick it out so that we can play with it!?I try to comply, but through the corner of my eye, I see the cane move, and jerk back again.My head flies sideways as another, harsher slap rings out.?You filthy, disobedient little slut. How dare you! You will pay for that, my boy!?She slaps me. “How was he?” she said into the speaker on her desk.“Well, Triss says it’s pretty damn surprising he’s still alive. Said he looked like you did after Lucas’s assault on your tower.” Julias’s voice.That was hard to imagine. Such damage would kill most Kindred twice over, and to picture Jack with such horrible wounds made her withered heart ache.“Does he need blood?”“Triss got him a meal. He’ll need to sleep for a few days, and I’ll make sure he gets some more blood. He’s still young; regrowing.