Slowly I made my way to the restroom and cleaned up, brushed my teeth and hair and put the shorts and tube top on. No panties of course. He came back ...o check on me and informed me that I needed make up. Ten minutes later I was dressed to his satisfaction. Almost. "You need one more thing to make this right," he said pulling out a guitar string.He had me stand with my legs spread about two feet apart and putthe string between my legs, holding one end near my belly buttonand the other along my. Completely nominal, right up to that smart-ass Burt Stanley, one our senior technicians, flopping out the door and kissing the ground, videoed by another tech, Dickie Hollis.“There goes your ‘plays well with others’ bonus,” I huffed.“I love ya like a sister, Cindy!” Burt laughed.“You come from Arkansas,” I tossed back. “‘Sister’ leaves entirely too much latitude.”“Y’all play nice,” Jason laughed. “Cindy, don’t rag on my technicians.”“But HE started it...” I whined.I supervised the refueling of. Someone will call if there’s a problem. You see, I’m almost there. I have all these people to do my work for me and all I have to do is to make sure that they are going in the right direction. If I could only do that with the partners.”I had a Bloody Mary and coffee while we were waiting. I was just about to get another bloody drink when Tina came out to tell us that breakfast is on the table. We sat on one end of the table with a love on each side of me. We were having some unusual eggs. Then he slowed down and I kinda hoped he was gonna cum but he did not. It was unpleasant for me but I remember thinking “good it’s over” but it was not. He slowed right down and stopped me from moving with his hands. Then he pulled himself all the way and held there for a bit. He placed the tip of his cock in my gaping opening and pushed again and vanished inside me. This he repeated several times very slow and deliberate.He admired me, spat on my gaping bumhole and got up. He ordered me to.