" she turned her smile on me as I brought her the coffee. It switched off quickly as she reached for her purse."No, no," I protested, "it is a pleasur... to buy you coffee Miss. A kind of tribute really I suppose." Well, its certainly a long time since I was addressed as 'Miss' and a bit incorrect these days don't you think? Thank you anyway, it is appreciated. The coffee that is. Your politeness too for that matter. Refreshing these days." Well, it seemed appropriate, and anyway I didn't know. There was no holding back the noise that escaped my mouth as the tip of his penis struck the back of my vagina. He slid back a little before pushing in as deep as he could again, and again, until he started to build up pace and rhythm. He gripped my ass while fucking me from the bottom, squeezing both my ass and breast while he sucked on my neck, he went at me as though he'd never done it before. With each thrust a new sound came from my mouth, I too had started a rhythm. And I hadn't realised. "Now just a couple of things and we are ready."She sat Jan down, and used wet-wipes to clean off her make-up, then applied fresh make-up, using colors that Jan never touched, lip-stick deep red that looked so sluttish, eyeshadow in greens and blues. Yet when she showed Jan the finished effect in the mirror, Jan had to admit it made her look so hot, so erotic, so fuckable.Beverley fitted a ball-gag to Jan's mouth, then went behind her, taking each wrist in turn, and clipping them behind Jan in. In truth that should be any concubines first priority. I know we are told that taking care of our sponsors is important, but the truth is that we are off planet to reproduce and then teach the next generation of citizens. Sadly, I won't get to join in the baby boom. When I was young enough to have children, I was too devoted to money and the illusion of power, so I stayed a whore, and used chemicals to make sure that I never had a child. Now, its too late to have one of my own.Fortunately,.