There were not many people in the building this late on a Thursday afternoon. Maybe 10 between all 3 floors. But still a bit risky to continue with ...y thoughts. So now I had a choice to make. Stop the thoughts and sit back at the desk, hiding my problem or go to a place where I wouldn’t be interrupted. I walked into the men’s room. OMG, my imagination is going insane. You were in there waiting for me. Damn, this is impossible. You were wearing a short skirt and tight lacey top. My. Then I asked Jill what is your sexual fantasy. Quickly she answered “I would like to take total control of a man. To be a Mistress of a slave is my fantasy.” Tell me more” I said. “I want to hear more! What would you do Jill if had complete and total control?” As she went into great detail of this fantasy. Which told me she had been doing a lot of thinking about it. I was getting more and more excited about it. As my mind place myself under Jill's control as I looked at her bodacious body. As. Sarah was on her side, coiled in a fetal position, mewing softly, still enjoying her orgasm, and unaware that she had bruised her chin or that I had fallen off the bed. “Why did you pull out of me like that?” she asked, looking up at me with misty eyes. As I explained what had happened, I tried to untie her wrists. She was still in a daze, either as a result of her orgasm or the blow to her chin, or perhaps both. “Why did you pull out of me?” she asked again, apparently having not comprehended. "With Artemis at his right, Alrik let go of the manacle chain, held her upper left arm with his left hand, slipped his right arm around her waist, and began to gently stroke her belly. Artemis was less than happy about this, but said nothing, as she hoped he would at least be able to protect her from being groped by more passerbys."Haven't men been groping you, having sex with you, and slapping you for six or seven days now?" Alrik asked."Master, I would a break."Men still stared, but after a.