Our clothing was simple and practical. Wolf was dressed more or less like all the other men, but I wore BDUs, black tank top, and jump boots. I was co...fortable, and dressed as Wolf had asked. Still, I couldn’t help but gaze longingly at the more scantily clad women there, many sporting only cropped T’s and skimpy shorts, or leather pants and bustiers. The one accessory that set me apart was the braided leather choker that Wolf had made me. It softened my look a bit, and is the daily symbol of. That is no different from any advisor, even the closest three, who are Hajji Darwish Dosmukhamedov, the economic advisor; Kamal Qumsiyeh, is Head of Protocol; and Hajji Kofi Natsheh, the advisor on diplomatic matters.”That description of his host’s official position, plus the ability to ‘borrow’ a team of official bodyguards from the nation’s ruler, decided him then that he wanted to be in on any project that grew out of this situation. This decision was in no way hampered when he was offered. Part of him had wanted this all of his life, part of him wanted to break free of his bonds and run. The sudden pressure on his asshole didnt help matters. He instinctively pulled away, only to feel her hands on his hips as she pulled him back. No no, little slut, running from Mommy only makes it worse. He winced. I was going to go easy on you, She continued, But since you arent cooperating I guess well have to do it the hard way. No Ill- He protested but was cut off by a gasp of breath escaping. She quickly stripped off her shorts and stood before us naked and glorious, with just her tiny, red landing strip of pubes pointing to the delicate folds of her treasure. She sat on the bed and motioned me to hurry up to join her. She pushed herself toward the headboard, propping herself on several pillows. I sat sideway on the bed facing her, cocking an eyebrow in a question. “Just like the story,” she said. “I want you to kiss me and make love to me without the sex. Kevin, baby,” she said.