Watching their interactions, I suspected Linda was playing Nadiya to her friend's Jessica; a later conversation with Priya confirmed that."I noticed t...o, and spoke to them, warning them of various dangers in what they were doing. They've been more careful of late, and I think it will be fine," she'd said.It was just supper time when I got an urgent call from the Embassy; some flunky with 'Security' markings on her robes conveyed the Ambassador's apologies for the interruption and requested my. " "Yes.." "Anne also says that you may not be comfortable with being watched." "It’s not something that I have ever considered. I think if I focus on Anne, it will be okay. If that's okay with you..." "Yes, of course. I just wanted to add... don't be afraid to let us know if there is a problem. I want Anne to enjoy herself too, and if you're distracted, she won't be able to." "Great. I'm glad we can talk about this. I mean, just talking about it is making me nervous, but not talking about it. “You don’t want me to dance, do you, Steven? You want me to take control now, hmm? You want me to tell you that everything you see now is yours and belongs to you. The building, the business, and even this body." She moved a hand down her neck and over her breast, squeezing it. Steven just stood there in awe. He managed to give a slight nod.“That’s right. I am yours just as this building is yours. Just as the light fixtures in the ceiling are yours. Just like the carpet and the walls are yours.. Now, he unlaces my corset and I can do nothing but watch. The restraint of my corset is gone and I’m exposed. He backs away from the bed and studies me and I flush red as his eyes wander and linger on my naked breasts. His gaze travels lower to my knickers.After a while, Marcus kneels on the bed, straddling me and his hands take me, cupping my breasts. His callous thumbs begin to rub my nipples. His touch is rough, even so I can’t prevent him from making them swell. He won’t stop, just keeps.