She looked so helpless yet sexy.My wife had spilled the entire drink on herself and was soaked. I told her that she would just have to take them off s... we could hang them out to dry. I think my statement caught everyone in the room off guard as there was a rather long pause before they all began to agree. My mind was racing with images of Susie wearing only her panties in a room full of strange men. I was trying to remember which panties she had worn today. I was hoping for her red thong. She. I’ll start a review of the rejected files and I’ll make an administrative adjustment where I feel that may be the case. Mister Adams, please state your requirements.”I hear the command in the words so I reply, “On Earth we’ve people trained in psychology that work with the police as ’profilers.’ The job requires them to study crimes to identify the sort of person who is likely to behave like that. They also study files on criminals to give an idea on how they’ll behave in a certain situation. I. I moaned as waves of ecstasy shot over me and I felt my semen shooting into her hot mouth. ‘Lick it clean bitch, Tonight you may earn your orgasm if you behave correctly,’ I hissed at her. After I had finished I zipped up and locked her back in her cage. I went to make a coffee. I was just having a read of the daily mail and a sip of coffee, when there was an alarming knock at the door. I put down my newspaper and went to answer it. ‘Hi, you are looking for a sub?’ I said. ‘Yes I am, I could. ..Her hair had fallen out of her bun, her glasses hanging crookedly from her face. It was not the stereotypical transformation of the bookish to beautiful, but her last ability to present even a pretense of control, disappearing into sweaty, disheveled lust the second Nicole shut the door. She was stripping off her clothes, rubbing her clit against the corner of the desk, needing the rough edge against her to feel anything with the warm semen web covering her from her bustline down. Renee.