My own fuckin’ secretary. How fucked up is that? She was there when I came to, all strapped down to this fuckin’ bed like some kind of a fuckin’...invalid, with this fuckin’ blowjob machine strapped to my fuckin’ dick. Turns out she liked the taste of my dick, but she thought she was too goddamned good to be my fuckin’ secretary for the rest of her life. So she talked with all them movie stars I was screwing– turned out none of them liked having to wait until I felt like calling ’em up to get a. The shower wasn’t the problem. I had shared this shower with Leo just this morning. I could see the aisle, stretched out between the ugly green shower curtains, where I had made him a man. I smirked. That was a terrible metaphor. I was his assistant. It was my job to make sure he was the man he could be. The man who could handle all the power of a green ribbon tied around his wrist.My pussy still ached. Leo was a bigger boy than Owen was, not by much, and I had heard stories from Wendy and. “well, I mean try not to do it in public” he adds teasing her a bit.“Ha Ha, very funny” she playfully smirks back at him. “No, but like so at home I can do it all I want?” She asks. “Well honey as long as it doesn’t interfere with your normal chores or school work” he answers, but doesn’t realize the underlying question. Lisa has the idea that as much as she wants also translates into anywhere she wants.They chat on again on different subjects. Lisa tells him about other things happening at. Nice to say the least. We made small talk for a while then the sexual tension got to be too much for both of us we got undressed and started to explore each other. I felt myself drawn to him...but in a submissive way. I wanted to please him any way he wanted. I wanted him to dominate me, to make me do what ever he wished. We kissed and I felt so drawn to him. I moaned and melted into his strong arms. With that kiss, I was branded and I became his property from that moment on.I felt his hardness.