I was told to arrive here to meet my coworker Susan Gibson for a meeting with a client in this building. Being the new kid on the team I hope they are...not playing a joke on me."She asked for my badge, hit some keys on her keyboard, stuck my badge in a card reader, and then looked at me really funny again. My badge was checked again before she pushed some buttons and then spoke so quietly into her headset that I could not hear her. I just waited patiently as she did her job. It was a while. Then she had another thought. "So what are you so upset about? You should be relieved that he didn't take advantage of the poor girl." Sure! I am glad for that, but don't you see? He fucked with me. He staged the whole thing just to suck me in. If I'd gone to the cops with what I thought I'd seen all he'd have to do was show them his own recording, or just give them a look at the podium to prove there's no room to hide anyone inside it. I'd look like a fool and the cops would never believe me. I buried my face in his neck and sighed as he slowly turned me into the apartment, grabbed my bag and saluted Mr. M. Master pulled the door closed behind him. “Good girl, Puppy. Open your mouth.” I did and he placed the handle of the cat against my teeth. “Carry that for me to the bedroom.” I turned and began walking. He let me walk a few paces before he called me back. He leaned down and nuzzled my ear as he asked, “Did I give you permission to walk, slave?” I shook my head and mumbled, “No,. She stroked her hair away from her face and looked at me with “that” smile, and I know I am lost in her. I gaze down at my prize, her full breasts, her body as it narrows at the waist and then flares out again at her hips, wider even than her rib cage. Full, flaring hips, round and succulent from behind, her ass like the lobes of a ripe peach, all the visual signals that shout “FERTILITY!” and “FEMALE!” to me. A member of the “nubility” as it were. Between her legs, the ultimate prize..