His conscience bothered him. He was reminded of what he promised her. But he never questioned Tariq. And the plane plunged. It dipped and ascended at ...ntervals. The plane touched the tarmac moments later.At the customs counter Vasilla was asked a series of questions in English.“In Arabic, please,” said Vasilla, thumbing through his phrase book.“Just go ahead,” replied the customs clerk.“Excuse?”“Just go, andelle, move.”And the customs clerk waved him through.New York would be unlike any other. But your humiliation hasonly begun. You thought you could be an obedient slave under YOURconditions! NOT SO!! You have elected to do my bidding. Thatmust be unconditional! You have done well so far by doing mybidding in the office and in public without question. But that wasc***d's play. Because the office is where you feel you must retaintotal control, that is where your greatest exhibition will takeplace."As he talked, Kim felt fingers behind her head loosening theblindfold. In the dim light,. .. I was beginning to get that tell tale ache in my pussy and moist patch appearing on my panties as Bill sucked and nibbled on my tits.Frank urged him on and then I was relieved of my panties so that Frank could lick my clit and probe my cunny with his tongue as I sat on the dining room table: Legs spread wide, my tits being sucked on by Bill and Frank lapping away at me like a dog on heat...They swapped over a couple of times, Each taking it in turns to lick my wet pussy and suck on my hard. He put the collar around my neck and tightened it, than hooked the leash to the collar and pulled me from the bed to my feet. Pulling the leash behind him he started from the room. “Better keep up slut,” he said as we started down the hall to the stairs. Once we descended the stairs he pulled me into the kitchen. I was commanded to sit on the floor while he made breakfast; soon as it was done he ate in front of me, a glorious breakfast of scrambled eggs, bacon, toast and juice. I was almost.