Too deep, he thought to himself. He pulled back a little and began bobbing his head on the fat cock in his mouth. His jaw was tiring fast and she mus... have sensed it because she said, "Use your hands slut. Stroke it with one hand and rubs his balls with the other." He followed her instructions, doing his best to please her. He knew she wouldn't be satisfied until the man came in his mouth. He chanced a peek at her out of the corner of his eye and saw her smiling at him while she. Put yer panties on and fix yer dress. You got chores to tend to. You can start by cleanin' up the kitchen from breakfast.Nine months laterThere had been a couple of trying times along the way for Zeke and Patti. The first came when the police showed up at the house. It happened about a week after Zeke had taken Patti. The state troopers had found the abandoned rental car and begun a search for its missing occupant. The search fanned out geographically, so it took them a week to even get to. "Mistress, please, I need to cum," she cried through her spasms.In response, the dom reached up to grab hold of the nipple chain and gave it a slight yank. The sub squeeled as the realization of pain broke through her senses. The dom did not break stride but increased fucking her sub faster, harder and deeper. The sub moaned with each thrust, her hands were made into fists, her toes curled in a tight knot."Are you ready, my pet?" the dom asked so quietly I barely heard her."Oh, yes, mistress, I. One other thing. I haven't met the person in charge of accounting. Who is that?" Well, technically, no one. Our last manager quit to take another job. That was almost six months ago. John didn't want him replaced and left it to me to make sure the work was done on time. For now, Teresa Tremonte is looking after getting the work co-ordinated and filed. She sends her information to Vancouver now. I don't know any more than that."I'm no accountant, Dex. Just like you, I'm doing the best I can.