It was also obvious she was living well beyond her means - house with a pool, kids in private school and a Porsche. Something didn't fit.It didn't tak... long to figure out what.For anyone who knew their way around the system her tracks were clear to see - tapping cash off the top every month from dodgy accounts.The morally righteous employee would have shopped her straight away - unfortunately for Margaret I wasn't particularly morally righteous. I waited till we were both working late one night. "Do it!" Snapped the Boss his large arm tensed, the muscles bulging intimidatingly.Old Bill held his limp cock over the shaking funnel rim. Debbie was wriggling looking over her shoulder seductively her mouth cooing as she moaned disgust." Ooh ahh, ugggghh!" The tramp began to piss a trickle at first then whoosh, his cock hosing the funnel with his filthy hot water."Agggggggg oooohhhhhhh shit, shit, shittttttttttt!" Debs shuddered, the hot fluid filling her ass canal. The piss stung like acid. "She walked over and placed her hand on my crotch. Not that she couldtouch my genitals. They were covered by a chastity belt, that held mytesticles up inside my body and my penis pulled back between my legs. Thecock ring prevented an erection. Now I could add frustration to my shame.She took a step back. And glanced at the silver key that hung from achain around my neck."Is that the key?"I nodded. The smile fell completely from her face."Is that the key?" she asked again sternly. I winced."Yes. ” Al said with a smirk on his face. Mac turned away looking defeated. “Why don’t we get ready to play?” Al asked Mac as he took his seat at the poker table.Al snapped his fingers and Lisa undressed. Wearing only her heals, tights and of course plug, she followed Al, who led her by her leash and crawled under the table. Macs face was red with anger but he didn’t say anything. The sound of Al’s zipper broke the silence as Lisa freed his hard cock and began taking Al down her throat. Mac could.