I loved every minute of it as she begin to awake something inside of me that I never suspected existed. Not once did she stop and ask me if I was okay... if what she was doing was too much for me, if she was pushing me too far. I was her little fuck doll, after all, and it was a role I found myself accepting, even reveling in. “Remember what you promised I could do to you if I let you cum, slut?” “Anything, Mrs. Vandermeer. Anything you wanted to.” I gasped, her fingers pushing between my velvet. I did as he asked.Then another note it said wank for me. I did as he asked every now andagain I stopped to look back at him.The next note said strip so I can see you better.I did as he asked and carefully put it on the door coat hook.The next note he went on about how compliant and submissive I was. If Iwasn't hard before that I was after reading thatThe next note was all about seeing how submissive I could be.The note said a test of fate pass your socks and pants under to me Iwill pass them. At first I’m greeted by a cold touch but it was just the shock of someone else touching me so intimately. An instant after I feel the warmth penetrate my skin. The touch of his hands is not as rugged and calloused as I had thought but surprisingly soft. As our mouths dance he slides his other hand under my shirt and both my nipples make acquaintance with his soft finger tips. The circular motion of his thumbs around my nipples pushes me past my limit. I begin to let out moans and feel my legs. Should take nine to twelve months. But in the meantime, you'll find the name of a bank president and a letter of introduction in this." He brought forth a long, white envelope from his case. "All you have to do is contact him and he can arrange a loan, if you need it. Just tell him to call me if he gives you any problems."Griner then wrapped it up. He had Balliwick sign some papers. Then he gave him the keys to the house and wished him luck. He said goodnight, handed Balliwick his business.