In the other corner a couch, a doctors examination couch complete with leg rests and in the centre a rope lift under the single light, complete with f...oor rings. She shuddered, a look of shear panic rushing through her, as he let go of her hand, glancing at Janice who quietly nodded and told her to “to take off her clothes”, The little man sat himself on the examination couch, silently watching his eyes, missing nothing and full of menace. Panic settled for a moment, then the activity giving. "Are you ready to run the city?" I asked Jessica as I hiked up her gray skirt."Yes, I ... ohh ... am!" Jessica gasped as I slipped my cock into her tight ass."Good, we're heading back to Tacoma after this," I told her, fucking her bowels."I'll make sure things run smooth, Master!" I know you will. I have complete faith in you."Her dark face flushed as she turned around to look back at me. "Thank you, Master! I won't let you down."Her ass was tight, hot, as it gripped my cock. I squeezed her. Sally sat in the foyer outside Jonathan Clarke’s office. His secretary, a rather frigid, spinster looking woman in her mid 40’s named Alice Fothergill. She was seated bolt upright in a true ergonomic style behind a contemporary receptionist station. Her hair pulled tight in a perfectly sphered bun and held in place with a pair of what appeared to be ivory hair pins. The intercom buzzed, “ Alice is Ms. Myers here?” “Yes.” Replied Alice in a curt, unemotional tone.. He was somewhat androgynous, in fact, and actually quite the pretty-boy in that sense.“Mmm ... delicious Debbie! Yeah, I can definitely see the appeal!” Angel spoke up now.“Yeah, I would love to lift her skirt, stuff her panties in her own mouth, and put my tongue deep inside her gash!” Summer admitted openly now.“I wonder how many of us blondes in town share a common ancestor, especially with it being a recessive trait and it being such a small town at that,” Erin, ever the brainy type like.