She grinned with satisfaction as I eagerly lapped at the sticky fingers, flinching slightly as her sharp nails scored my tongue."I bet you'd love to h...ve those nails rake your bell-end. If only your cock were free, you worthless wretch." Satisfied also that I had cleaned her hand sufficiently, she slowly withdrew it and then pointed at a large leather chair before tugging on my leash."It's time for you to earn those panties." She tugged and I waddled forward on my knees as I watched that. Pat and Jean were the prizes for both of them and she seemed quite relaxed at the prospect of eventually being a prize for me.They were a little uncertain about moving to the next 'stage' immediately until I revealed the rest of the agenda. We were going to pay for them to stay at the same hotel that we had booked into some three hours before our meeting time. If they agreed, I would give them two hundred pounds to cover the bill, they could book in while we remained outside the hotel so we. A bit more food than Sahar usually ate.“Thanks for coming in, my prince,” Sahar welcomed me rather formally, taking my hand as if I were a lover instead of a worker.“My queen,” I smiled as I opened the door for my boss and she slid her hand down the back of my pants.“Damn ... if I didn’t know better, I would say that you’re flirting with me, Sahar,” I called her by her first name, a rare privilege that she had insisted upon with me from day one.“Who says that you know better?” Monique teased. I found myself clenching my fists. Were having indian…on our anniversary? I asked trying to contain my anger. God! Said Troy standing up angrily and staring at me with contempt what do you want with me?! Youre always fucking pissed no matter what I do! He yelled Well maybe, just maybe, if you paid attention to your fucking wife who wants your attention, she wouldnt be pissed at you! I yelled back furiously. He paused for a moment, shocked at my outburst. You know what? Fuck this and you! He.