Then, casually, he went on, “Are you looking forward to obeying my orders, slave?”Diana swallowed nervously and glanced around the office before r...plying, while attempting to maintain her business-like tone, “Yes, Sir, I am.”“Do you want me to make you strip naked?”‘Y-yes, Sir, I do.”“Do you want me to make you kneel and suck my cock?”Oh god. She was sitting at her office desk, surrounded by people, as he knew very well. Her face now beet-red, she managed to reply, “Yes, Sir. I - I’ll make. “Master Bruce’s instructions were perfectly clear,” Alfred says, avoiding the question as he descends toward her.“I don’t want to be hearing this,” Barbara replies in a singsong voice, leaning on the walkway’s railing and staring at the dark depths of the cave. It seemed bigger to her when she was younger.“Master Bruce trusts you,” Alfred insists, nonplussed. He joins her in admiring the view. Barbara wrinkles her nose at the damp smell. Sometimes she misses this place, but not the smell.“He. I remembered the eight-year-old girl kissing my cheek and promising to marry me. I could still feel that kiss. I remembered the budding musician singing me the song she'd written for me. I remembered a newly emerging woman asking me to help her explore this new world with her. And I remembered (was it really only a week ago?) a lover explaining why we had not lost our virginity, and why we would this day. Oh, wouldn't we both like a chance to redo that night, when we let little fears get in the. Mandy grunted, and shrieked with lust as she forced him into her, until again the waves of pleasure rolled over her. She threw her arms around him as he lifted her off the table, jamming her sweet cunt full of his pulsing cock. She shuddered, grinding his hips as the spasms took control of her senses. He held her close until the waves passed, and then gently eased her legs to the floor, his pole still deep in her overheated canal. He kissed her eagerly, and whispered into her ear. She nodded..