“Alexis,” he said, voice growing stern, “you’re still mine, right?”“Of course, Master,” I said, my heart beating in my chest.“What is ...our favorite sex act to enjoy?” he asked. “I know what it is, but I want to hear you say it. You have to obey me. You have to be a good sister, don’t you?”“That’s what I learned from the God Randy Lyon,” I whimpered.He smirked at me. “Of course, the god.”“You used to believe he was a god,” I whispered. “Master, you can’t let this power corrupt you. We have to. She gave him a bottle of ayurvedic body oil. Now he started the massage with her feet. Slowly slowly rubbing oil on her calves.Anjali was lying on her stomach. His hands were not reaching up to her thighs. In the mean time my rod was oozing precum. It was very difficult for me to not move and hold my dick. Anjali pulled her nighty slightly upwards and asked him to rub more oil on to her thighs. Now he started to rub her thighs,, inch by inch moving upwards. I could not believe my eyes by seeing. Angela in various preliminary meetings with the other associates and partners, getting up to speed with various cases and so on; Janet with her own workload looking after not only Angela but a couple of the other barristers. The evening had loomed upon both of them in next to no time.Busy finishing off a memo at her computer, Janet hadn't noticed Angela looming behind her.“Fancy a drink?”Janet swung around in her office chair and looked up at the beautiful Angela bedecked back in her leathers. Let’s show poor, pathetic Peter what a real man can do!” She let go of Stud’s cock and pointed towards the girls on the sofa. “You see the girls?” Mistress Trixy questioned to Peter. “Total sluts,” she whispered behind her hand. “Each one has had an enema, and greased her arse ready for a fucking. Between them they have four of the most fuckable arses on the planet. And Stud gets all four, because he’s so dishy!” Mistress Trixy grinned. “But,” she continued, “He won’t cum in any of them..