“I hope that the offers are still coming in Trigon.” She spoke to her ship’s A.I.“At present there have been no new offers.” Trigon replied....ren sighed as she sat to eat. Opening up her comp she nodded approvingly at the eight hundred thousand credits she had siphoned from the Grontec, Baroton’s account. Skipping to the next page she again nodded at the two million she had drawn from the Grontec government’s coffers.“Master Wren?” Her A.I. interrupted her thoughts. “Agent X, has again sent a. I had already checked the job posting websites and while I could have come up with a hundred things to do there was really only one thing that came to my mind.“Hello,” she said on the other end.Me: Hi. I’m the Date man.Akansha: “I thought you might be. Had lunch?Me: Not yet.Akansha: There is a place on ****, Church street. Can you be there in 30 minutes?Me: “Gladly.”35 minutes later we were in a secluded space at the back of the restaurant.Me: “So, why did your ring come off?” I asked after a. Ideas I had never had before started entering my mind. On a cold, gray day in November I felt the need to contact my slave to make him add hear to my bidding. As soon as I logged on to my lap top the chat window appeared. My slave had been waiting for his Mistress. Time to give my little bitch boi a new character in his fantasy. Mistress says:It is time for you to serve me my little slave Come over here to me NOW Stephen says: As you wish my Mistress Mistress says: I'm. “Oh Fuck, please! Give it to me, I need it. Please!” He relented and roughly thrust his fingers in my soaking cunt. “Oh, fuck yes!” I felt his cock twitch with pleasure in my hand, when his fingers found how wet I was. My body would’ve risen completely off the couch, if it had not been for the tight grip of his hand around my throat, pressing hard into the bruises from our last session of fucking. If I thought having his fingers inside me was going to stop the teasing, I was wrong. He held.