It is the year 2234. It is well into the space age. Justine, like the majority of the world's population, lives in the metropolis of Metropolis, a lar...e city-state that is the center of the world's economy and everything else. Metropolis has a very limited government that does little to stop the criminal groups and corrupt moguls who are slowly taking over the city. In fact, the current president, John Radon, has several staff members with links to a notorious criminal mastermind, known to the. I had meet there husbands before as we had some stuff together. She told me that one of her other friends Barbara Jean they call her BJ for short and her husband were also going to be there. I had met her before but not her husband. BJ is also pretty hot average height dark hair nice large breasts and round ass. As I was taking my piss I could feel how sore I was and thought to myself that they were right about not being able to get it up. They really worked me over. They were all dressed when. Sir Ian continued, “Black tie. Don’t be late. The delay of a day on the work is unimportant compared with such an invitation. Don’t forget, you are there in a private capacity. Do not commit the Government to anything. Try to use the correct knife and fork. Never touch food with your left hand. Pass the port to the left. I assume you are house trained?”“I hope so, sir,” said Derek as it began to dawn on him that he had better mind his p’s and q’s at this dinner; he had never dined with royalty. To be released and go home and shower. A warm shower to get clean of all this. They pulled me down on the grass and my legs were pulled apart and I felt my breasts being kissed and more tobacco smell and chuckling. Yes! They were chuckling about it all but it wasn’t funny. It was pathetic. Didn’t they have something better to do? And then it wasn’t just my breasts but hands were at my privates and then I heard a zipper. Here spread eagled and a zipper. My hands were being held, my legs.