To her relief, Diane wrapped her slender fingers around Heather's hand and squeezed."No, I don't want to break it off," Diane said. "But our relations...ip has to be more on my terms, Heather, and you're going to have to be patient with me because I don't know what those terms are yet. All I know is I can't be your slave anymore. Ever. Not even pretend. Just don't."Heather nodded. "Yes, Diane, I understand." Please, Heather, make sure you do. Please. Because if you do anything to me, I won't stop. No man has ever done this to me this well before. Martin brought me to a powerful orgasm with the combination of his fingers and his tongue. I slide off the bed and slowly start to lick the head of his gorgeous perfectly formed seven inch member. He is thick too, so taking him in is a slight challenge, but one I worked through, I hope, well. Another glance across showed Jem and Jake in a 69 position, pleasuring each other, but her eyes were looking at me…the whole time. His fingers pumping in. It makes me want to punish you, and I think that is what I’m going to do with you right now. This is what races through my mind, watching you sit on the bed. You look a little smug, as if I can’t put you in your place, and I’m about to show you otherwise. I stand, and walk across the room; this doesn't catch your attention, not until I’m standing in front of you. I’m blocking your gaming time, and you let out a noise, I guess that’s you telling me to move. I stand there still, until you. The next thing I know the janitor walks in with his cleaning supplies and mop bucket and starts emptying the trash and cleaning the bathroom. FUCK! I thought to myself, this isn't going to work, so I flushed the toilet as if I had just finished, pulled up my pants, and exited quickly with a "What's up" to the janitor as I left.There was no denying my need to cum soon so I thought quickly and decided to head to my office. To the far left of the warehouse where all the stock was kept was the.