It wasn't awful or gross. It was actually kind of nice. Tracy sighed pleasurably as Sara ended with a kiss just above the areola. "Was that alright?"...Sara asked. "It was great," Tracy answered. "You can do it again... if you want..." Sara repeated the act. This time with more confidence. This time Tracy actually gave a slight moan. The sound of it turned the initial tingling sensation between Sara's thighs into a slight dampness. Tracy moved Sara's blonde hair aside, and planted a soft kiss. Her picture was her catcher pose against a wall, her hand wrapped around an imaginary cock sticking out at her.The Story Begins:Monday morning, it was obvious how our week should start. The following group message was sent through the Teamwork App:Well, it appears my Goddess enjoyed herself and my Toy and Student kept the boys in line. I enjoyed the video and photos added to the experience journals by Lori and Kelly. I’m confident if Kyle ever talks about his secretary, Tina will crush his. She felt a pang of jealousy, too. Her handmaids were enjoying this enigmatic man, while she, Barbara, the Lady of Meiningen, was reduced to the role of watcher.She shook off that feeling, with an effort. Who was she to begrudge her faithful servants a little happiness? But then again, why was it that she, Barbara, was begrudged all happiness?The moans and happy sounds in the bathtub rose to a crescendo. With an open mouth, Barbara watched as the huge mercenary stood on his legs, with Elgitha. "Fuck you," the neighbor said. "If you ever touch her I'll come back and kill you," the big man said. The big man left, taking the girl to his car and bringing her back to her home. He took her inside. "You're going to fuck me," he said. "I want to," the girl said. "But please don't hurt me." "I won't. But get down on your hands and knees and beg." "Okay," she whimpered. The girl got down on her hands and knees, looked up at the big man, pleadingly, and said, "Please, Sir. Please don't hurt me..