" Come work for me, boys. I promise I'll only sexually harass you once a week." Gloria opened the door herself for us. "Maybe twice." Gloria, you poac... my boys, you know I'm just going to spend more of my time, lounging on your couches and drinking your booze." I chuckled."Oh but that's the point! You know I've just been trying to get you in my clutches since Gray died. Our joint fortunes would be the envy of the club circuit!" Until one of us murdered the other." I laughed.She waved me off.. . As the progress of the subject more complex rules are introduced.Finally by their presence these rules are for the submissive and for the master a reminder of the bond that the United, it is by their observance that this one gradually strengthens. For the submissive to abide by a rule, goes much further than a simple obedience to an authority, it is to affirm its belonging to its master, it is to affirm that what we do is by and for him.For the master to give rules and to ensure their respect. It’s a look of sensuality, confusion and embarrassment all rolled into one. Slowly, ever so slowly, a wicked little smile finally forms on her beautiful, ultimately kissable lips. “Hmmmmm…It still is!” she coos. Her eyes drop from mine down to the cadence of movement in my shorts. My cock is bobbing dramatically inside the tent that is stretching the thin material. “Oh my….that looks delicious!” she says exuberantly. Seconds later, and with eyes riveted to the outline of my cock, she slides. "Again you get so used to it that you let it happen. No big deal, and it isn't a turn on – even with a superstar like Carlton." Her distaste for the man was clear. "I didn't allow any more with Carlton than I did at those promotions, in any case he didn't really push it. He groped my bum, rubbed the side of my tits, he was whispering in my ear about what he'd like to do to me and he tried kissing my neck – I stopped him doing that. Then my heel broke."She sighed."Kevin you just get used to.