As we reminisced back to that heated experience,Terri's soothing voice, hot looks and the wine hadhad the desired effect on me, and finally I'd relent...dand agreed to play the part of the slave. Shesuggested we see what would fit and work on my 6'0",190 pound frame. She told me to wait here as shegot up and left the room for a moment. She returnedwith a thin leather collar I would have her wear asa quiet reminder when we were out of the house of'whom owned whom'."Not happening." I said. I promise. He pushed my face into the couch and I could feel his strong fingers separating my tight little pussy lips. Mike climbed up the couch and forced his dick back into my mouth as J.J. eased inside of me. His dick was so big and I could feel him filing my little snatch completely. He started to pump on me and immediately I began to come. I pulled Mike out of my mouth and screamed. Fuck me hard I screamed as I reached behind me and pulled him into me harder. About then J.J. pulled out and. On the day of my phone interview I was excited and nervous. In my mind there was no way I couldn’t get the job since I met all of the requirements. I figured the phone interview was just a formality to verify information. I was dead wrong. The guy who interviewed me, Tom, was looking for someone with more experience, maturity, and who would ‘fit’ better with the company. He even laughed at my application. That ‘interview’ left me a sobbing, shaking, mess and I spent the remainder of that. They all had some opinion of how or when he should work, all the while none of them having a clue what the term 'work' actually meant. Over the years, he had learned how to address them, calming them down and eventually convincing them to let him do his work in peace, but nothing had prepared him for Isabella. As he turned around, bracing for the verbal assault, he stopped, stunned by the picture that met him.The once determined and furious Isabella now stood before him, silent and still. Her.