I was close to cumming, he took out his fingers and made me taste it. Caressing my tits with both hands, he started licking wine drops on my body and ...inally, drank it from the navel. He covered my navel with his mouth and fucked my navel with his tongue. His tongue moved around and sucked it hard.My cunt was dripping uncontrollably by now. He pushed his cock again inside my wet pussy and looked at me. He wasn’t moving or fucking, just kept his cock buried deep inside me. Then he took his. I see your shoulders tense, it pushes your breasts closer together.” My hands move up to my breasts and I tease the nipples. “Do not touch yourself,” he says sternly. This excites me. You telling me what to do and what not to do. A small noise of approval escapes my lips. He goes on, his voice sure and steady. “You turn back around and drop the bra to the floor. You stand there with your arms by your sides. I rise from the chair to take my shirt the rest of the way off, and I drop it to the. .do I need a lawyer or something?"I clicked the cuffs on one wrist. "Of course, sir, if you prefer I can cease my investigation and we can contact the police. They will allow you to call a lawyer." I paused to let all the ramifications sink in. "I thought you just wanted to keep this between us." Yeah, I guess," he whispered. "Anything you say. Just...just don't tell anybody."He trembled as I pulled his wrist up with the cuffs. I guided his other wrist above the iron sprinkler pipe and clicked. He divided his time between training, and the Boston offices. We had also hired some people to administer the 'farm', and to run day-to-day operations.Money was not a problem for me. I had chosen wisely with my purchases back in the early 1900's. I still had a lot of gold coins left, too. It was time to move my collection from my home outside of Boston, to my home at the missile silo, which was located in North Dakota.The federal government owned a lot of land in North Dakota, and so did the.