Looking down at her tear-stained face, my mind racing with the possibilities, I commanded her to remain where she was as I considered her means of ple...sing me. “Woman do you feel worthy of my attentions?” I growled softly. “Oh my master, I’m not sure this woman is worthy, but this woman will do her best to make her master happy in all ways.” “Woman! Are you versed in the ways of pleasing a Man such as my self?” “Great Chief I have little experience in the. The door buzzed loudly and flexed open, my heel nearing caught into the ground as I skimmed past the reception, smiling brightly. As I got to the top floor, I could feel myself already getting excited and what I was about to do. If there was a chance of touching myself right at that moment, I would have. Except the cleaner wouldn't have expected that sort of treat behind the coffee mugs. As I walked into the offices I noticed only three people where in, sitting at their desks and by the looks. ”“But she needs a lesson in obedience,” Rob argues. “You know that that’s...”“And she isn’t here right now,” Cate interrupts. She steps up wearing a black high necked long sleeved bodysuit with mesh cut outs. “Besides, it’s my turn at intake, so what I say goes. And I think this poor girl has been through enough.”“We can’t have the others think they can get away with anything,” the man argues.A cruel smile curls at the edges of Cate’s lips. “You’re right, we can’t.”Page looks for the first. The redhead with big tits had held Monica’s interest, until she saw her old friend Ted walk in, with a young blonde on his arm. Monica had first met Ted some dozen years earlier, when they were both in their early 20s. It had been in Rome, when Ted was struggling to make it on the pro tennis circuit, and Monica was a tennis groupie with an eye for the ladies. An uncle had raped Monica at age 12, and thus she had come to prefer girls sexually, where she had a physical advantage over most women..