He smiled at her, reaching around her and moving her long brown hair from her bra clasp, un-hooked it, and let it fall to the bed. He reached over, ca...essing and pinching her nipples causing them to become erect. Kristy moaned softly as he moved down to her steamy sex. He licked her lips softly, getting her wet for what lay ahead. He stopped and took the neck tie out of his pocket he had brought to cover her eyes. He placed it over them, and tied it securely in the back. Kristy was plunged into. They walked upstairs together and Amelia, true to her word gave Candice a quick tour of the four bedrooms and their bathrooms, as well as Jon’s master suite. Each room was richly furnished, including Amelia’s. Eventually they doubled back and stopped inside Jon’s room. ‘Am I sleeping in Jon’s — I mean Sir’s bed while I’m here?’ Candice asked. ‘Yes, you are. Most night’s you’ll be in his bed, sometimes you’ll sleep on the floor.’ ‘The floor?’ Candice’s words were formed in a question, but the. Will told them that he?d been tied down and fucked, and he didn?t know who?d did it, or how many, but he was sure one of them sounded like the coach. They burst in on the coach, still cleaning blood and cum off his dick, and handcuffed him. Forensics easily matched the blood on the coach with Will, and the cum in Will with the coach. There were no other traces. The scandal broke the next day, and the coach was charged with paedophilia and violent sexual assault. No-one believed his story. I hadn’t been listening, but I paid attention now. ‘As you know, Chloe,’ Mr. Damon resumed, ‘Chuck and I have been discussing how we want you marked now for some time, and we’ve decided to move ahead. This weekend, a tattooist I’ve hired will come here and mark the area directly above your cunt with our logo, and just below that he’ll inscribe ‘Exclusive property of First Capital Investments, Inc.’ On the following weekend, we’ll both brand our initials into your ass. Do you have any.