”“Somebody tipped you off about the raid,” Jesse prompted.“A politician at Borough Hall who owed me a favor,” said Nick. “He might have po...ice contacts. I don’t.”“Would you tell him you don’t want Marco to lose his job?” Jesse asked. “I’d consider it a big personal favor.”Nick thought about it. He’d talked to Max, Tanvi, and Ainsley about the raid and found two of them more amused than upset about it. He sighed. “Yeah. All right. I’ll call him.”Jesse took a moment to respond, then said, “Good.. I work hard, more than I’m supposed to, and I follow every rule. But you, and people like you, you don’t, and I’m not appreciated for it. Look at you, you look like a bum. You’re unshaved, your clothes aren’t appropriate for the office, and you were late when I specifically told you to get here sooner, and you make more money than me, even though I’m better ... and ... and...”“Okay, that’s enough, I know what you are now,” he said, his voice low. “And you know what I am, don’t you?”She looked. Her hand gently cups my neck and draws me into the hall. Gently pulling out my slave collar, she smiles and my heart begins to thunder, the black and silver links symbolizing her black hand and will intertwined in all aspects of my body, mind and spirit, no aspect of my self or my life not filled with the central truth of her ownership.Pressing her lips to mine she kisses me with the kind of wild abandon that takes my breath, drives all thought from me and has me whimpering like a bitch dog in. " She puts the flogger down, and turns her back to him as she says: "As reward for your next edge, slave, you'll get 7 thrusts... but this time", she lifts the silk robe and puts her fingers under the straps of the tight G-string, revealing her perfect trained behind, as she continues: "... but this time the thrusts will be inside my warm, wanting pussy." 'Oh wow' he thinks to himself, as his erection gains new length and thickness. 'I'm in trouble!' Bending over to pull the G-string down,.