.every warm, wet pulse, ...oh my god, ....that felt so incredible," she said, when I slowed to stillness.I felt so much like a man to have given her p...easure. THIS was the high point of my sexual life, and I would be content if it remained that way until I died.We proceeded through the night to fuck in as many positions as I knew existed, in fact, we did every position more than once. We had some stretches of intense pounding, with hot breath, and sweat rolling off us. We would become. M.??That’s 10 hours!? Sara thought to herself. She fought her bonds, and tried to scream, but only a soft moan escaped her mouth. ?Bye bye.?I shut the doors of the entertainment center, and turned the lock. Reaching around the side, were two switches that Sara had not noticed.I flipped one switch, and an almost imperceptible vibration coursed through the cabinet. Of course deep inside the cabinet, before it was dampened by the mass of heavy wood and the absorbent foam, the vibration was. As a secretary, she did all of the little things. She evenbrought me coffee each morning. I reciprocated by bringing her anoccasional latte from the Starbucks across the street. She was making myjob easy. For the first time, I did not feel stressed out at work.At her first month review, Monica came into my office wearing a whitesilk top, opaque leggings, and thigh high black boots. She looked partsecretary and part dominatrix. Thankfully, it was casual Friday, sonobody could comment on. It came out ofthe speakers. Your popularity rating has just hit the roof."Everyone was tired when we got to the school. I think sitting on thecoach was more tiring than going on the rides. We all waited for theluggage to be unloaded and we each carried them to our rooms. Most ofthe clothes were dirty, so they were quickly pushed down the laundrychute. Our fieldtrip PDA's were all to be handed in after we'd eatenthat evening. The rest of the day was for us to relax and have a nap ifwe wanted. I.