Although it was unclear that the pretty young thing whose name was Alicia had any claim to the fortunes of the Kingdom, she was still the only heir of...the Whitfield Estates. Her grandfather's businesses included high rise hotels in almost every major city around the globe and his merchant ships plied the shipping lanes into all seven continents and every ocean and sea. She always wore a golden Sea Star around her neck because it was a gift from the king himself. This simple design led to her. He looked up from a brief he was preparing to see Margie signaling him frantically. She still wasn't used to an actual intercom. The phone she had looked like one of those remote controls that handled the TV, VCR, DVD player, Stereo and probably the electric can opener too for all he knew."It's Bob." she mouthed in an exaggerated and silent over-pronunciation.Gus looked at his phone, which was simpler than Margie's, but still lit up like a Christmas tree from time to time. Thankfully only one. The day went as normal for me then. I dropped Ritu to the airport went for my work and got back home around at 9 pm. I then decided why not utilize this freedom from my wife to pop open a Whiskey bottle and enjoy a few drinks. I changed into my boxers and t-shirts got out my whiskey glass and poured my self a drink. I enjoyed a few drinks as watched on TV. Time flew and so did my drinks, 2 glasses turned 6 and I was sufficiently buzzed. That’s when suddenly the bell rang, I checked the time and. From the moment he woke an hour ago she was torturing him. He had awoken on the wall instead of the bed where he normally was. He knew his mistress wasn’t strong enough to lift him by her self. Now that he had a moment to think he tried to figure out who else was here. Her boyfriend was on a work trip and he had told him to enjoy his birthday however he wanted. Of course her boyfriend knew he was her life sex slave but she did not play with him while her Boyfriend was home. Oh how he loved her,.