I looked up at his ice blue eyes. The room felt like it was getting darker. My head felt like it was lighter. The man then led me to a chair, and I sa... down.“The effects of my potion last for several minutes. You may feel a little more emboldened soon,” he said. Holding my hand, I stood up. He led me to the back behind the bamboo curtain. I saw a table with jars, and test tubes on it. And a large, dark leather sofa in the corner. I sat on the sofa as he stood in front of me.“Now madame, allow. Tarpor duijone duijoner mukh,kan,gola chat tey ar kiss korte thaklam…..Keno jani o kiss korar shathe shathe ami or proti aro attracted howe gelam….Tarpor ami or golai chuma ditey thaklam prai onekkhon……Amar mukher panitey or gola ar kan ekdom bhijey giechilo….O dekhi tarpor amar shirt er butam ekta ekta kore khuley fello….Ami o or shirt er butam aste aste khultey thaklam….Or shirt er upor diyei or dudh gula onubhob kortey parlam,or shirt er butam khular shomoi….Ektu ektu hard howe gesilo or. “Got control?” He asked.I nodded, “yes, Sir, under control.”“Good girl.” He started with a softer voice, the harshness disappearing. “Now, begin again, but this time pick up your bullet and turn it on low, place it against your clit and slide two fingers inside that wet cunt nice and deep.”The hum of the bullet cut into the silence of the room, my fingers slid inside so easily and so deep. I began to stoke them in and out…“Add a third finger, pet.”The third finger didn’t slid inside as easily. . yes I'm sure he'd be delighted to offer you honorary membership too, we both know the club needs more women..." Gordon's anus tingled as he listened; he knew he'd face the wrath of Aubrey Fox-Janner, the chairman. He hated having women at his golf club."Yes Lana that would be splendid ... I'll bring him with me and he can polish your boots too." She clicked off the call and sneered down at Gordon."Today is your lucky day; you shall meet a friend of mine; no time to dress, wrap that bed sheet.