"The Chief lifted his gaze, spotted something on the roof, and stepped away from the building to get a better angle for viewing it; and also a precaut...onary distance from the unknown. "What are you?" I am but a mouthpiece for my own chief. I am the hand that moves, the eye that sees, the ear that hears, and the mouth that speaks. The head that thinks is elsewhere, but all is connected together." What do you want, demon?" I am no demon, but merely a communications link between you and my chief.. A sort of a delayed honeymoon."She was blushing as she finished the sentence, and could not meet his eyes."I wish you had let me in on the secret," Brad said, wiping his mouth with the linen napkin. "I have an important meeting in about an hour at the club."Joan's hopes were dashed at these words, and she rose up from the table without another word and began clearing the dishes while Brad sat and watched with a faint frown on his face.After Brad left, Joan picked up the phone and called. “Stop!” I shouted and she managed to halt the flow. I took off the handcuffs and blindfold and knelt directly in front of her cunt. I was so hot I wanted to taste her piss the way she had tasted mine this morning.“Now you can piss!” I told her. She smiled at me, pulled her flaps wide apart, and squatted slightly to aim her cunt directly at my face. Her flow came in a rush and within seconds my face was bathed her piss and it was running down my body. The taste and sensations were amazing and I. ..”Tears began to run down her cheeks, whether from sorrow or anger I couldn't tell and wasn't about to ask.“So now I'm going to let you see first hand what a slut is like. No fantasies, no imagining, just dirty raw sex!”She untied the knot holding her 'skirt' to her. In moments she was naked, her back against the TV monitor, her hand working her crotch.I could not move. I could barely breath. I wanted to go to her, hold her. Apologize for being so foolish. To beg for her forgiveness. I knew.