I quickly jumped up and tried to wear the pants, but she just pushed me back down and started kissing me while inserting her finger in me. It was my f...rst kiss and I don't know what to do, but she was under control, so I didn't care. I'm straight, well as far as I know, and I don't care about that either. In a few minutes we're kissing and her fingering me, she put me on the couch and took off her pants and panties and shoved her pussy right over my face. I happily licked her to always wonder. Said the blond, rushed upstairs and came back in no time , with the same outfit as his, except for the collar. Dress said the master to me. I dressed and looked myself over. Well.. It was fine enough. A leash said the green eyed man and the blond disappeared again, this time to come back with a black leather leash. A leash? What does he think I am ? A dog? Damn.. I thaught as Shaun fastened the leash to my neck and handled it to me. Stay he said and went upstairs. Stay? Its unbelievable.. I was. If they were satisfied, then I was too.The State Department and the CIA had approved the list of new hires that were going there.All of them were to be here in two weeks for training. The first week would be used for administrative training and mandatory State Department protocol training. The next week the African safari would be over and the OPS team could help in the advanced training on the mats, at Camp Smith and the gun range.The subpoenas had been received last week for us to give. "Really?"I shrugged. "Your drool's not that gross to me."Maggie giggled as I slurped the remains of her Big Gulp through the chewed-up straw, sloshing it around in my arid mouth. "Is it delicious?" she asked. It was frothy and lukewarm and tasted vaguely of Mountain Dew and (to my surprise) vodka. "It's wet," I said."Now, it's sort of like we've kissed," said Maggie."No, it's not like that at all," I said. "That's what kissing is. It's like saying to some other person, 'Hey, other person, your.