Hell, the whole damn club thought I'd gotten married!This was supposed to be about fun. About getting off anytime I wanted to with anyone I wanted to....Love meant commitment. Meant caring. Meant all kinds of emotional shit that I don't do.Plus I still hadn't been fucked since breakfast!"What time is Alexandra meeting us?" She's not." Yeuhan said."I thought you said this was a walk through?" It is." He nodded. "But her final walk through is next week, Wednesday. Her closing is Thursday morning.". “Good. Let’s have you lay back on my desk.” He helped her to do as he said. He quickly took several cords and started securing her hands and feet together, right wrist to right ankle and so forth.He made sure that each binding was secure but not tight enough to restrict blood flow. It was when he pulled her bound arms and legs back around her head and secured them to the desk, that she finally let an audible gasp escape her lips. It was a little uncomfortable but what really made her feel. ”“And I want you to have it. You have made me your sex slave, and I want you to have all parts of me. I am a different woman than I was a few weeks ago. I don’t know where it will all end, but I want you in my life for as long as we want. I hope George can live with the woman he liberated through his fantasies.”I had been holding his cock while we talked. I loved its feel. It radiated a power, an animal sexuality. Even though I know I am a strong, independent woman; when I was with him, I was. I said I have a fever so I was taking rest. She came near to me and bent down and touched my head to check the temperature. I think she just came after finishing her works. She was sweating and I got the smell of her sweet sweat. I liked it, and it tempted me. I have looked at her face and stared at her lips. I was chewing those lips holding her face with my hands in my mind. As she was touching my forehead I felt so good. She said ok and sat near my head grabbing the stool.As her touch made me.