.. but that would be much too selfish. I owed my lovers more than I could ever hope to repay ... but I would try, even if it took me until the end of ...y life!My house was done! Restored and the repairs legally approved for occupancy, all ready to now move in. I ought to have been ecstatic! This was the moment that we'd been living for, for months of hassles, horrific debt, and not to mention mental wear and tear upon several of my best friends, particularly Garry who had selflessly shared his. ‘The thing is… I need a little something this weekend to take my mind off the fact that Donny is with his dad. I wish I could keep him all the time, but the court did grant Allen custody and visitation, and there’s not much I can do about that.’ ‘So I take it you’re going to make the best of the weekend,’ Robert asked. ‘Both of you ladies, even?’ ‘Oh, I’m sure we’ll find something,’ Angela replied. ‘Even if it’s just a private wine and cheese party here at home. I’m not into the rock and roll. "Lift your head," he said. I did so. "Now turn and crawl to the other side of the room." I crawled, maintaining the position I had been taught - back arched, bottom high, thighs spread. Even in the most humiliating positions, a slave girl must always display her body to maximum advantage. "Now pick up the end of your leash and bring it to me." I knew what he wanted. I turned and retraced my steps to where the end of the leash lay on the floor. I bent down my head and picked it up in my teeth. The lights are all off, except for the glow of the red exit sign above the door. The suite is small, except for a lobby area, two offices and a work room. My office is equipped with a large glass top desk and credenza, everything neat, desk free of clutter. The windows reach from floor to ceiling along the entire back wall behind my desk. You stand looking out at the view and I come over and ask you if I may take your cock out of your pants and kiss it. Ever so the gentleman, you wouldn’t turn.