That was the catch if you could call it one. She wanted to hear every detail afterwards. Her exact words were, "I gotta get off somehow when I can't b... with you." That was probably why she had called the night before and why she was so pissed at not getting a hold of me. That first time "off my leash", I had fucked the shit out of the waitress who had taken our order only moments before Madison told me her dirty deal. She said the next girl I could, and that young waitress was the next girl.. She saw her own smile; care-free and genuinely happy standing alongside the man who was responsible for it.Bobby had been everything that she was not. He was kind, gentle, sorted out in life and she met him at a time when her own life was at the peak of decadence. She still remembered vividly how he had brought her back home after a particularly nasty evening of partying, and he didn't even know her at the time. A rare smile spread across her face at the memory as it was to be the beginning of. But working in a professional environment, usually filled with older women (not many attractive) can make your mind start to wander after a while. It’s not that Vanessa wasn’t attractive. She had a simple look to her; fine facial features. She was petite, about 5’2” at the most, and pretty thin. She had A cups up top but a nice full ass. You couldn’t really notice her ass that often because of the conservative dress code of the bank. Being latin, she had beautiful tanned skin, dark hair and. The door she could see at the bottom of the concrete staircase bore the sign “Execution Room”. Taking her hand, Sandra nodded that she would go along with her to whatever fate lay below. She led Ann down many steps, Steve and Spanker following, and through the Execution Room door into a basement dungeon. The sight that greeted them excited Spanker and shocked Ann. They were in a long low room without windows and indirect lighting on the stone walls. Many other robed society members waited for.