“I’ll come back later if that is your pleasure.” She hoped he would find time for her, needing the daily masturbatory ritual. She turned to run ...ut of the room but stopped in her tracks from Lord Michael’s booming voice.“Don’t leave Anna. I want you to meet someone.” It was a command, not a request, Anna obeyed instantly. She had learned her place in life rather quickly, eager to submit and please Lord Michael. Now he would see how willingly she would accept her fate.Lord Roger Bigod looked. Then, he began to shake and his movements became irregular. He felt the semen begin to flow into the base of his penis. The fullness grew ever more urgent. Then, the point of no return, that delicious moment of surrender he felt every time he jerked off. She had no way of knowing he was about to come. He gave no warning, just a hard thrust of his pelvis against hers as he succumbed.“Uh, Ughh, Uuhhhh, Uggghhh…..”The series of ejaculations forced out his semen and triggered his orgasm. He called. Grateful, Clara waved goodbye and hurried in the direction indicated.She had no difficulty in identifying the restaurant from afar. Two flags hung from the façade waving their patriotic colors of green, yellow, blue and white of her native Brazil. The restaurant took up the entire ground floor of a narrow building with two floors above it, squeezed between two larger, taller buildings built at least over a hundred years ago. When she went to open the door, she discovered they were closed with a. . did I just enter and exit Hell on my own power and terms.How fucking weird was that, I thought, just as I walked right into Jessica Beltran, one of my three most recent ex-girlfriends. In my own living room, as it happened. What was more, she wore nothing but one of my Star Trek T-shirts and her favorite terry cloth pajama bottoms. She just made herself right at home as she lived with me. The smile that she gave me was very bewitching, too, reflecting her sultry beauty that came from her.