“There’s enough body camouflage paint out there in the warehouse to create any color we want,” I answered. “When your precious Patriots finall... lose, I want your naked body painted in Falcon’s black, silver, and red.”She looked at the other five girls on her couch before snarling back, “Deal, bitch! Anyone naked at the end of the game gets painted. But it is your naked asses that are going to be painted red, white, and blue!”I looked at the other girls on my couch and we all yelled back. His asshole giving way. I could see him crying. My panties were so wet they could mop up the floor. Everyone watched with glee as my slave whimpered. I took my hand out of my formal slave and passed him on the the next person. A big man took the collar and pulled my fucktoy's head to the floor. His ass dangled in the air waiting for use. The big dom shoved his cock into the toy's ass and began fucking him at an inhuman pace. The man's large cock pumped my slave's hole. I made my way. Promptly at ten the next day I arrived at my sister's home, she opened the door looking pale and red-eyed as though she'd been crying, nevertheless she gave me a smile as she ushered me into the living room."What's wrong Lucy?" I asked as I sat down on the couch.It was like opening a floodgate, she flopped onto the couch beside me, leant her head on my shoulder and sobbed her heart out, and in between sobs she haltingly told me about all the affairs her husband had had since their marriage."I. Monkshood Holdings 'sent' orders to me and to the lawyers who fronted for me in Kuala Lumpur. It was dead easy. I emailed all directives to my company managers through a server located in xxxx. Sorry! That has to remain secret. Soon I did not need to speculate in the share market for funds except during extreme emergencies when cash was suddenly required. Both Mandy and I appeared on the payroll of the local controlling dummy company, Monkshood (Malaysia) Pte. Ltd., as their representatives in.