I need you to do a little job for me." Of course, Mr Quince." Michael wondered what it was this time. Quince said he was as interested as Michael in u...locking all the secrets of the virus. However, Quince had made Michael produce 'samples' of the virus based on over twenty different people, most of whom Michael hadn't even met. Quince, or his lackey, Simonds, would bring a sample of blood and tell him to produce a virus based on it.He knew better than to question Quince, but he had a feeling. He pulled out his hand and started sucking on those lusty wet lips. She was melting in his arms and her pussy clenched from within. She was embracing his warm kiss and moaned against his mouth.He broke the kiss and started to undress himself. She watched him while she lay on the bed breathing heavily. He grabbed her from her hair and brought her down to her knees on the floor. She knew what she had to be ready for. With a slutty smile on her face she looked at him and opened her mouth wide. He. If you had not guessed it by now, I am a dominate(dom) and Yvonne was to be my current submissive(sub). My "slave" if you will!I gave her time to look around. Knowing, that waiting for my first order to be given was harder than the actual execution. Not for all, of course, but the unknown sub was very nervous. Action may or may not cure that. Did she have a husband at home? Perhaps even waiting for her? I didn't care."Take your clothes off Yvonne." A simple statement, spoken quietly and an air. She dropped her purse and package and moved close to me and twirled me around inspecting my outfit. “Wow,” she said, “you must have gone shopping.” “Yes I did, do you like it?” I asked.“I love it, you are so pretty, let me get cleaned up and lets go out for dinner.” She said, then frowned and said, “Well maybe another time, we both need to be comfortable with going out.” I know she had seen the fright in my eyes when she mentioned it.This began a 2 month period of our new lifestyle. I dressed.