The President or wives never did clothes, or cleaning.The senior agent was flabbergasted when he came in and we were already eating. Oh my, there were...plates of food on the table. Had an agent watched it being prepared? Was there an official food taster to see if it had been poisoned? Had the kitchen been inspected by the health department?I wondered why none of this mattered when I was VP? It was my food and my kitchen and it had not killed me yet. I could see there were going to be more. She only started her path into BDSM with a previous black master but now she is ready to take it to the next step into full submission, whatever takes. As part of her training, she was asked to fulfill any possible desire black bulls will have, including flirting in public, behaving and dressing slutty, being out of the closet regarding her love for black men, being completely open about her sexual preferences, with everyone we know. For this purpose, her master asked her to dress classy but. . so strong that he would let her be even stronger ... more powerful. For the first time, she really believed all the things he’d said. He really did want her to feel relaxed. He really did want her to understand that he was no threat to her. He really would let her be in control.It flashed in her mind like a brilliant light. This man cared about her.She didn’t try to figure out why he cared. She didn’t believe for an instant that his attitude was “professional” somehow, part of being a gigolo.. ” Calmly Belinda raised her hand to silence their protests. “With Groat here I am at little risk,” Groat struggled to keep his peace, “and besides there are several good reasons as to why it should be me and not either of you two. “In primis,” she listed, “the description of the villains, as put about by yon poor trooper, is of a fierce fellow with a red beard, I can be fierce, yet I have no beard, so how can it be me they are looking for? “Item – I have a co-conspirator here at Castle.