.. I can't say she was wrong.My name is Louise and I hold a very powerful and responsible position to the public. Trouble is, though, that my boss is ...ven more powerful.When I went into his office at 9.01 am that Monday, it wasn't just my boss that was in the room. The under-secretary was there pouring himself a coffee; but that didn't stop Mr P from giving me the usual derogatory butt squeeze under the tail of my suit jacket.I wore a skirt today - knowing what I'd be walking right into. I also. The dining room was large and the table was long and narrow. Along one wall was a second table. I’d almost bet that it was used for buffets.I crawled back to the living room and looked around. There was a pile of pillows in the corner and I got the feeling that they were put there intentionally for me. Since I had hardly had the opportunity to sleep on anything other than the thin mattress inside my cage, I decided to take advantage of them.While I was laying quietly on the pillows I stewed.. Everyone looked to see a tall, muscular black man, who stood close to six foot six, nearly 250 pounds.“Hi Bear,” Stacey smiled. He entered the booth smiling at the foursome taking place.“I ordered the blow job,” Claudia answered with a smile and raising her hand. Bear smiled and went to her. His massive frame overshadowed the others, and he flashed a brilliant white smile.Dan spied the newest member of the group. “Don’t worry, Bear is harmless. He may be massive, but he’s as gentle as a pussy. When I opened the button and clasp of his trousers, they suddenly dropped down his legs, his belt buckle clanking on the floor. My jeans didn't drop that way, I had to slide them over my ass, usually with a degree of difficulty that made me think about dieting until I got them off. I dropped to my knees, determined to do a smoother job getting his shoes and socks off. I managed it with no problem, and took them off as he lifted his feet. He stepped out of his pants, and I reached for the.