I went weak at the knees and slid to the floor, crying. As as he turned to go out the door, I said "I'll do it." Do what." He asked "I'll do what you ...ant." You'll be my slut" Yes." Say it then." Say what" That you will be my obedient slut"l sobbed. "I..I..I'll be your obedient slut." I stammered. He smiled "Take off your clothes." he demanded. "What here." I said. He stared at me and said if you ever question me again I will whip your arse now get your clothes off. My hands trembled as I. By looking at the equipment I could see it had been used often since I was there last.Vicky, Ching Lee and possibly Andy were continuing interrogations, if they were necessary. I wondered if they were using the chipper or the Doc Burns crematorium. I hoped it was the crematorium; there was a lot less chance of any usable DNA left. The cells where the Iranians had been kept were cleaned and unused.Back at the house I did something I had not done in weeks; I helped the girls clean the house.Air. Tony was on the swivel executive chair, I sprawled in the big black wide armed leather armchair, and Babs and Lucy were seated on the big double bed with their tights off and their legs folded up treating us to peeps of the gussets of their panties between their bare legs.“It was so hot in that meeting room,” said Babs. “Boy do I need a shower.”I was about to stupidly open my mouth and suggest that we’d better leave and let Babs take her shower when Lucy spoke.“Me too. Can I join you?” The. I was amused slightly as I watched it twitch in front of me every so often. In a sharp movement, I started to trace my tongue down the vein of his member until I reached his hand. I then licked back up to the helmet of his cock.“Good girl,” he whispered as his hand let go of the shaft.Taking a deep breath, I opened my mouth and started to slide it over his manhood. My tongue playfully flicked against the eye of his cock before I began to take more into my mouth. He leaned back against the.