??So, is this what they teach in law school these days?suborning perjury? Those recordings were done by a private detective because I was sure my dea... wife was fucking someone else. Nobody forced her to do that and nobody forced her to do those drugs. I assure you, she definitely knows how to say ‘no.’ She said it to me plenty of times when I asked for sex, but she managed to fuck some loser drug dealer on a daily basis. Forget it?I’m not going to lie. I think her best chance is to sell. "Anyone who waves a good looking whore who can fuck like a snake in front of him will have his account the next day. How long before some other firm offers a better looking, better screwing whore? How loyal a client do you think he'll be then?" Yes, I know Ivis is fickle, but his account is a large one and..." Look, Lawrence, I'm working on something right now. Something big. This two bit firm I landed a job with is too small to handle the kind of account I'm talking about." How big?" asked the. Instantly I became irritated. I wasn’t taking no. Whether it was the booze or not, I didn’t care. I knew what I wanted and it was going to be mine.“Oh, well.” I said as I turned her over and pulled her close to me. One hand held her firmly down and the other slid up her thin frame. “Stop!” She hissed at me.The baggy shirt rose out of my way as they moved towards her pert breasts. I always stop here, just for a second. There is something terribly erotic about that moment when her small. For the first time I didn't melt around her, but felt powerful over her. If she truly didn't want her parents to know about this, she had no choice but to accept my offer."What will I have to do as a sex slave?" Erika asked finally."Whatever I want. Anything I want. Anywhere I want. However I want. Anytime I want."She didn't say anything."As my sex slave I own you. I can make you do whatever my fantasy is and you obey. Disobey and I punish you," I clarified futher."OK. I will be your sex.