She pushed the black leather strap-on into place around her hips and reached out to spank the Chief Financial Officer’s ass with her bare hand. He w...s a mature gentleman well over fifty and had four children at home being tended by a nanny who used to be a man.Mister Higgins liked to cultivate the new summer interns for his anal pleasures and he would bend over backwards to give the delightful young things a good shot at his rump.This “Honey” creature was a real find and he liked the way she. Like the spandex layer beneath it, the rubber hood had tiny little holes for her to breath through. Its only other feature was the large hole exposing her mouth, forcing it wide open. For all intents and purposes, she could now be seen as an orifice and nothing more; an open mouth waiting to be used. But she was so much more, he realised. The spandex catsuit hugged her perfect body tightly, showing off her firm breasts and slim waist. Teasing him. Inviting him.She raised her arms at her. M.' TO 'NO-ESCAPE-SEX'MAS PERE RESIDENCE OF REAL LIFE DOMINATION-SUBMISSION BY PROF PO-PE TO 'FORCED-SEX'MAS PERE RESIDENCE OF REAL LIFE DOMINATION-SUB-DUCTION INTO BEING TAKEN & NO MERCYMAS PERE RESIDENCE OF REAL LIFE DOMINATION-SUB-'SUCKTION' INTO BEING 'BRED & ABUSED'-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------MAS PERE RESIDENCE OF REAL LIFE DOMINATION OF AN EXPERIENCED EXPERT OVER A. You must be wondering what is happening to you. We need to map your pain pathways for the behavioral controller. You're being conditioned for your new life as a slave. Relax, do as you're told, and everything will be ok." I'm shocked by her words as I start to become fully conscious through the d**gged haze. "Slave?" I try to say, and she understands me because again she strokes my brow. "Yes, what you can feel is your neural implant mapping your pain pathways. We're almost done, and when we.