"What up?" I asked very professionally."I need you to do a service call at Benson Commodities in West Caldwell," Rich stated flatly.Benson Commodities...in West Caldwell. I really wasn't looking forward to this. Jack Benson was the type of guy who wore suits that cost more than most people’s cars. He founded the firm with his brother Steve a couple of years ago and really hit it big in the recent markets. He was also a real prick. A very rich prick, but a prick nonetheless. I really did not look. She tasted like she smelt: heaven.“Feels… so… good…” She whimpered. I licked again, this time going deeper. Her lips parted and I gave them the slightest nibble as I did so. She shook, her legs clamping around my head. I pushed one hand up, taking off her bra. I grabbed one of her perky tits and pinched the nipple. She gasped. I stuck the other up her pussy hole. I could only fit one finger. Jesus, she was the tightest I had ever been with. As I fingered her tiny cunt, I played with her. I pull his boxers down and take his massive cock in both hands. Looking into his eyes, I flick the tip with my tongue, then run my tongue just under the rim, all around it. I move my tongue up and down his shaft, tracing the vein that runs down the side while fingering his balls with one hand and pumping the bottom of his shaft with the other. I move my mouth back up to the top with small tonguing kisses and suck gently on the tip for a minute. Then I form a tight O with my lips and run my. “The more the slave is willing and able to do and actually follow through on the higher their evaluation. We rank each slave on a grade from zero to ten at the end. Zero is a goose-egg and a failure. It means you can apply to try again, but you have to demonstrate progress before we will even consider that option. A score of one is a useless slag that needs a lot of work, but the slave has demonstrated the bare minimum knowledge to represent her own and our community. Think of it as a score of.