She was whimpering at the sensations being delivered by my cock - her responses dulled by the drug that I had slipped her, and the shredded panties th...t I had stuffed in her mouth.My host had organized the massage session, not knowing my predilection for fucking the young girls who often delivered the massages. He had been trying to impress me - he wanted to invest in my company, and I had been playing “hard to get” up until the last hour when I finally agreed.Little did he know that my company. " "Oh, no problem, Mrs. B" I didn't mention I'd already passed on an easy hundred, although this babe looked wordly enough to probably guess that. "I can't trade you sex for it, if that's what you were thinking." Jeez, all these stacked foxes all think every guy is trying to get into their pants, and of course theyr'e right. But she backpedalled a little when I denied it. "Youv'e always given me good tips, Mrs. B. I figured I owed you something. Plus I know the manager would have wanted me to. But I’m telling you the truth. I’m staying out of it because I hope they’re successful. I don’t want to ruin it because you turn it into a pissing contest with me.”“Then why are you here tonight?”“Because in their beautiful but devious and convoluted minds, they think it will do you some good. They pressured me to come.”“What kind of good?”“They have several reasons. I’ve already told you about some of them before, including the fact that our house is submissive-woman central and there aren’t. .. it sort of makes sense, but you know I never looked for or expected this?" We know," Isobel spoke for the first time. "That's part of why you're the right people for this. If you were a power-seeker, well, we wouldn't be here now. We don't expect an answer right away, anyway. Just pray about it, okay? We trust you to do the right thing."They let it go after that and a brief prayer; we had cups of tea and general chat for half an hour or so, then they left; leaving Teri and myself with their.