I preferred it to the conference room any day, and I was much more productive in a space I was comfortable in. I sat my coffee on the little table in...the seating area. I was less likely to cause any major catastrophes that way. I strolled over to my desk to grab a file we needed, when I felt Cale’s arms slide around my waist. It was the same position that had started our heated affair, and it affected me just as strongly as it had that first time. I felt his hands slide down to my hips as he. Her legs so long. I could hear her work off her leather boots, freeing those gorgeous calves to be loved.And then the rope rasped, rough fibers sliding against each other. Her bare feet slapped on the deck, moving closer. I trembled, my nipples aching. I bit my lip, fighting the urge to blurt out questions, to demand to know what she would do.That wasn’t my place.I gasped when her hard nipples and soft breasts pressed into my back. The contact sent ripples of delight through my body. I let out. It looks like a tear, at the beginning it is pointy and at the end very big with a sharp cut that leads to a one inch diameter stool and it is about 8 inches long. "This is your next toy." "Yes, sir. Please." "Please, what, slave?" "Please make my asshole big, please fill it up, master." "That's right, I am your master. I own you. I can shove anything inside of you. If I want to, I can fuck you on the street." "Sounds good, sir." "That sounds good to you, slave? You know, this isn't something. " That's when she noticed your bulge that was awakening, she didn't take her eyes off of it. "Was it always this big?" Kara thought in her head. Kara scooted her chair towards your bed, oddly getting closer to you. "You know you look kind of handsome for someone your age, I could just.."Before she could give him a kiss the door's burst opened as a tall man wearing what could only be described as a bat walked into the room.In response to this, Kara backed away and reverted back to where she was.