I want YOU inside me, NOT latex.”Amy began bouncing up and down on me with vigor. Her perfect breasts bounced with every stroke. I reached up and ...inched her nipples. I rolled them around between my thumb and forefinger.“Oh YES!” she moaned. “Pinch them harder! Twist them! Oh fuck yes!!”Then she collapsed on me and kissed me deeply while still humping her hips up and down.“I missed your fabulous cock so much. You’re the best I’ve ever had.” She gasped.That last statement hit me. My ego. "That means my submissive will also be your submissive. Two for the price of one. How long were you offering to become a slave girl to Peter?" I wasn't," Manchester objected. She faced me and asked, "If you are so sure that we'll be ambushed, what will you bet?" I don't bet anything I cannot deliver," I said, "even when I am dead certain that I'm right." Tell Manny about the one missile that all fighter pilots have," Ashley suggested. "Even unarmed fighters. Go on, tell her." Okay," I was. Her legs looked fantastic as she strutted in those heels.She wore expensive jewelery to complete her perfect appearance."We have a job for you while we are at the dinner party," Jen said, asshe took out some twine from one of the boxes she had used to move in."Turn around," she ordered.I did as commanded and my wrists were tightly bound behind my back."On your knees."I fell to my knees. With my hands tied behind my back and my pantsaround my ankles, I was totally hobbled. Jen and Jamilar. “Indeed a pleasure, Mr. Wolfe. You may call me Lita.”He smiled as he sat back in his chair. “Lita it is then. Please, Lita tell me about yourself.”She took a deep breath. He could tell she was nervous. “This feels like a job interview,” she giggled. Strike one, he thought. He enjoyed a good laugh, but her giggle reminded him of a young school girl from his past. He hoped it was only because of her being nervous, because he would not tolerate much of it. “In a sense it is, Lita. We both know.