Savanna found matching heels, she plopped down in a chair to strap on the heels, then stood, wobbling slightly, since she was not used to wearing high...heels. She was really nervous and a tad bit excited. Her pussy was dripping cream down her thighs since the thing was a tiny thing and was already soaked. She programmed her GPS with the address of a hotel in the next county. She wanted to arrive early and prepare the room, herself, and the food…mostly herself.Savanna drove in silence, wondering. ”“Wow!” gasped Heather. “Wouldn’t that make me a slave all the time?”“Isn’t that what you wanted?”“Well, I thought that’s what I wanted,” replied Heather. “But now I’m not so sure that’s a good idea. I’m not sure it would be good to change my relationship with him.”“Maybe not,” agreed Jane. “How about this? We, or rather you, tell him that I have taken ownership of you and that you didn’t want your relationship with him to be affected or changed in any way. But that I have offered to loan him. " That makes sense." Sophia crossed one arm in front of the other to rub at the stitches along her forearm as she looked at the closed door, "But back to more important matters. You haven't eaten, and you've had to put up with idiots all day." Are you inviting me to dinner?" Bren asked.She glanced down at him, a rueful look in her eyes, "I suppose I am. It's a habit that was drilled into me from acting so many years as an ambassador. I can't stop myself from making sure everyone has food,. " She wanted to make clear, that's where he was suppossed to go. She should have known better, instead of going right back to work, this guy was showing the room her cum drenched pussy and ass. He spread her cheeks and probed his fingers into her ass. She clenched and that made him dig harder, forcing his index finger into her ass. "Hey, get the fuck out of there... PUSSY ONLY." She shouted. All the guys started laughing. One guy mocked her and said, "you gotta understand, he's not that smart,.