Once inside I knew I had her, she was touching me softly as we talked and I took a stab and asked if she had ever been with a girl sexually before. S...e said she had experimented in her youth a couple of times but nothing since her marriage. Her husband had suggested threesomes before but they kept those in fantasy only. I asked if she could live out one fantasy what would it be, she indicated it involved me and giggled. I instantly moved in and passionately began kissing her, out tongues. I need to tell you that where I work is not like any place you have worked. The girls are open about their sexual orientation and some are lesbian. If you see any with the tattoo “RoF” which stands for Ring of Friends. I do not mean that you will see girls having sex on the desk. We have a special place where we take care of our needs. One of the senior managers had a room set aside and she is a member.As we walked the floor, I saw Olivia on the way to her cubicle. I stopped at introduced her. She was, as I expected, rather agitated on my return."Where have you been?" she demanded. "Surely you can't expect me to stay in here all this time? It's unreasonable!"It was a predictable, if disappointing response to her circumstance, I thought. I held a finger up to my lip and waved for her to turn around so that she had her back to me.She gave me a quizzical look but then finally did as I indicated.I reached through the bars of the cage and dropped a ball gag in front of her face. As she. Shweta was also there. She had invited them to see painter’s work. I was now embarrassed being in such state in front of them. The painter was now drawings dangerously close to the area were my petticoat started. I wanted to get up and see what was being drawn. But the painter told me not to bring wrinkles on my stomach. I lay helplessly. I could see lust in producers face.My heart skipped several beats as I felt like a lamb in front of these retired lions. But Lions nevertheless. The painter.