"This is impossible," she sighed. "It can't be real." It's de real thang, Miss Amanda," he drawled. "It shore would feel good if you was to touch it a...d suck on it a little bit."Amanda shuddered, and that looked real too."Ohhhh," she sighed. "I couldn't possibly."Then she leaned forward and did something to Chuck she'd never done to me.She sucked his dick.It was obvious she'd never done it before. They cut the scene and one of Krebs' gorgeous assistants came in and showed her what to do. Chuck. Had he ever taken Penny back there? No, she had been a nice girl, he'd said. Not a whore.Not yet. Her crinoline felt funny in her lap.She stroked the steering wheel, where his hands had held it. It was stiff, and round, and leathery-smooth. She leaned over it, and smelled it, tasted the residue of his sweat.What was she doing?She sat up abruptly, hands in her lap, demurely. Legs uncrossed, though. The car was no place to have one's legs crossed. There was barely room for it, between the seat. She used to say I am your slutty bitch, then I took the cock out and slap her face my cock and hold her hairs tight and spit on her mouth and again I put back my cock in her mouth, I hold her hairs and did some rough fuck on her mouth. Then I pour bit whiskey on her mouth and asked her to drink, she drunk with hesitation and again I put my cock back to her mouth and fucked for some time.Then I untied her and took her to bed, and I removed my all dress and took the fetish shock therapy kit, she. I made my way furtively back to my desk and tried to keep my head down.Sometime that afternoon, I received an email from the Head of Security, Steve Brown. It advised me that there were important matters that he needed to discuss urgently.I made my way to his office and knocked on the door.'Come in' I heard and opened the door.'Sit down' he said 'I've got something I wanted to show you.By the side of his desk was a small monitor and he pressed a remote and the monitor sprung to life. There was.