Grabbing my chin hard, you order, “Look at me, Slave.” I snap my eyes open, panting over the ball-gag. “That’s my good little bitch.” You le... go of my chin and lightly slap my cheek. “Why don’t you be on bottom first Jack,” you suggest. Jack positions himself with his back and shoulders on the footrest. You pull me by my tied hands leading me so I straddle his thighs. I stand there and close my eyes again. You slap my ass, “Take it, bitch.” you command. Jack holds his long white cock in place. Abby was trying to escape and she was most important right now. Soon as the cuffs clattered to the table, he took her arm and pulled her to the corner where the cameras didn't have the direct line, the area where she'd kissed him."FBI," he said quietly, sadly. "Deep undercover. Couldn't break cover unless I was given orders. Wasn't what I wanted to do, lying to you. Tell me this is still real ... because it is for me."Now that Jet Brooks and Leroy Jethro Gibbs had collided so violently, he was. And it would have to be fast, before anyone else came along and saw me picking her up- and carrying her off.Actually getting her was going to be the easy part. The tranquilliser dart would knock her pout in seconds. It was getting her away without being seen that would be the hard part. I had just three days, then two to get her ready to transport. In itself, that was not a problem. But the mission statement had said she was to be abused before transportation. This meant that she would,. I knelt between her legs flaccid in shame as she was now on her back, mouth wide open expecting my usual volcanic cum shot to quench her hunger. She came to her senses, opened her eyes and saw the situation. " Headlights" I explained dejectedly " Well, I bet I can fix that." she said frustrated but determined. She inserted three fingers into her pulsating pussy and cupped her sexy feet together and headed towards my dangling soft dick. She started rubbing her sexy feet all over my chest,.