..that's who am right now." Yeah, okay then Ann. I'm not done yet." Markus pointed down to hiserection that was leaking pre-cum"Yes sir." Ann went dow... again, head sticking out from underneath hisdesk as she bobbed up and down, circling her tongue around. "You have aton of experience at this don't you, Ann. I bet you've been all thepretty girls at the office."Ann pulled off. "Actually, no I came here for you...to milk you. Justnot like this." Markus pushed Ann back down."Finish up and then we. How could such a nice guy end up doing something like this. She didn’t even know what to answer. It didn’t make sense. She was scared and angry. If he had kidnapped her to turn her into his slave she surely wouldn’t help him. « I want to go home!!! I don’t want to be anyone’s slave!!! » She said in tears « You are home. This is your new home. And you don’t really have a say in the matter. I paid a lot to get you so you’ll learn to obey wether you want it or not. Most of all you’ll learn to. . I was feeling so low. But my arousal was only that much stronger. I didn't understand it, but didn't have the ability to even try to put logic to it.He turned to her then, and moved her out of the way to yank the covers of the bed down, revealing the clean sheets below. There was something about that simple act that made my stomach drop out; opening the bed, our bed... knowing full well what his intentions are.I watched, with my cock raging, as this man confidently and quickly stripped and. And interestingly, you know him, we all do,” she said.“And I’m supposed to guess?” he said.“It’s David Baker,” she said.“My accountant!” he said.“None other,” she said. “And I do mean it’s serious, very serious!”“Oh my God. Well, okay, what do we do?” he said.“Why we forbid them to marry unless he promises to make her go to college,” she said, but she was smiling.“Yes, maybe we could apply a little pressure there. I mean her career as a bartender notwithstanding, she could do a little better.