It was in the evening that I received a mail from the banquet ID and to my horror it was a resignation letter from Pinky stating she was unfit for the...post. I called the banquet office on the intercom and it was answered by Pinky only. I asked her to come to my office and hung up. Somehow from her voice I felt she had been crying. After a while she entered my office and was seated in front of me. Again I did not know where to start from and what to say. So I started by asking her about her. A few weeks had passed and we had not spoke about that night again. We had dinner as usual and then a bottle of wine with a film. We got ready for bed and L was taking her time in the bathroom. She then came out in some stunning underwear, stocking and high heels and she was also wearing a strapon!She walked across the room and said ' I want to fuck you tonight and make you my bitch!' L then told me 'Tonight I don't want you to touch me, now put your arms out' She then handcuffed me and pushed. "I guess not, fucker." she says handing me the towel, tossing this last word in just for substinence.I take the towel and wipe my still erect piece up and down, to keep it nice and clean. "Wanna take a shower?" I ask her, putting my feet on the floor. I sit on the edge of the bed and let my cock hang off the edge; this, for some reason, fascinates me. "Fuck it." she tells me, standing up from the bed. I turn and look at her. She pulls her little bikini panties up, to cover her hot ass and. It grew larger and larger. Jenna had no choice; she had to stay there and accept what she was given. Her belly felt hot. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head. Her body convulsed in ecstasy, then she passed out. All the cum remained in her belly, and her nightie was only partially stained. Mainly from her own juices. When she came to, Milkshake was licking her pussy with his long tongue. He was partially hard and wanted the real thing. Jenna’s belly had died down, as she had digested about.