That would be interesting." A minute later they were at the intersection of two very long corridors. "Rob, can you get the binoculars out of the pack?...Thanks... Looking out from the loop we're traveling... Looks like this cross corridor runs straight for a while, maybe 500 meters, and I think I see another cross corridor. Then this corridor branches into two forks... Looking the other way now, to the center of our circular loop... Looks like either a dead-end or a portal opening, more than 500. Looking to get into a cycle today?" she said with a cheerful grin.I shook her hand. "Hi, Julie. I'm Alex Woodward. I own this place. Half of it, actually."Panic lit her face. "That was today?! I'm so sorry. Anne meant to meet you at the airport. She isn't the best with dates." I understand. Work comes first. Is she here?" Sure," she pointed to a white door on the far wall. "Go through there, down the hall, to the door at the end. Anyone back there can guide you to her."The short hallway had two. “That's it, slut,” hissed Angela. “Cum like the whore you are.”“Yes! Your whore, Mistress.”My toes curled. My juices squirted again, splashing into the bottle and coating my fingers. I gripped the round ampoule in my sticky fingers as my body quake. I sucked in a deep breath and then relaxed.“Thanks for the help, Mistress,” I beamed.Angela shuddered, her hips shifting. “Hurry up with the rest of your ritual.”I nodded my head. “Saphique, anoint my breast milk with your blessed touch. Let it. ” I didn’t have to convince him as he opened up his door and stepped inside. He reached down and lifted me up into his cab. He slid a curtain aside behind the seats and there was a full bed. I guided him down and he sat on the edge of the bed. I leaned over and kissed him again and our tongues explored each other’s mouths. He held me tight with his arms around me and I wrapped mine around his waist. We broke off the kiss and I knelt down on my knees in front of him. “Wow Cassie, you are so.