I only shut the door and moved over to my desk. ‘What can I do for you?’ My voice sounded far too hollow to my ears and I sighed, lifting a hand t... push away the smoke that had followed me. Her laugh filled the room and rang like music though, at the moment too loud – much like a church bell in the tower on Sunday. As I watched her put out the smoke, I couldn’t help but notice the broad was poured into a dress that should have been outlawed the second it hit the shelves. Some black leather. Incredibly,as if my feet had a mind of there own I found myself getting up and following. What the fuck am I doing I thought as I walked down the alleyway.A pleasant warm feeling was beginning to rise in my grown area though, and a tingle between my legs. I saw him enter the toilet but he did not shut the door.In I rushed, then he shut and locked the door. Excitement was now burning hot inside me.I looked into his eyes,went to say something but before I could his lips were on mine and his hand. The sight made my dickey swell, making me moan intorturous ecstasy, in unison with my wife's moans as I kept entering herwith "my" huge penis.I was finally all in, my hips pressing on hers. Letting go of her handsI took her gagged face in my gloved hands, and, kissing her on the gag,looking into her wide-opened eyes, started to gently move my hips in-and-out, feeling the rubber cock moving through her stretched insightsthrough my overinflated butt plug, pushed deeper into me with every moveby. Isn’t that right Anya?’ ‘Yes,’ She paused a moment, ‘Sir.’ I smiled at Anya and then at the woman. She was, I suppose, flabbergasted by what she was witnessing. ‘So, if you told her to kiss your feet, or… I don’t know. Take off her clothes, she’d do it?’ ‘Yes, she would. And yes, she has.’ ‘And what’s in it for her?’ ‘Well… Imagine the excitement of not knowing. Not knowing what you might be asked to do, and what the consequences might be. If she knows that I command her in ways that will be.