?Cindy, can I get you a drink, perhaps awine?? He could see her staring around the room, definitely seeing things shehad never seen before.? He caught...the eyeof one of the drink waitresses, Cindy wide eyed at her clothing or rather lackof it.? All of the waitresses simply worea collar with matching ankle and wrist cuffs and a small black g-string.? He saw Cindy look the girl up and down beforeturning away when the girl looked at her and smiled. ?Cindy, do you know what you want to drinkor can. Cages made from metal bars lined three of the four walls. Most of them were barely a six-foot square. More than half of those were occupied by men and women sitting on the floor and staring out at him with identical expressions of hopelessness and pain. The remaining cells were half that size, no larger than a large dog kennel. Anything human-sized would not be able to stand or lie down, only huddle in misery.To his horror, Logan suddenly understood what a “cell of submission” was as de Sade. Her hands moved to his belt, fumbling to undo it and unzip his jeans. She pushed his jeans and boxers down with trembling fingers. He kicked his shoes off and stepped out of his jeans, not letting go of her breasts the whole time. She teased his hard cock through his boxers, the heat of it radiating through them. “I’ve always had a fantasy of having sex in the ring,” he whispered as he pressed her to him even harder. “Well then we have to make it come true,” she giggled and gave his cock a. “He’s fine, I’m fine, I am going to come back to work tomorrow if you still want me to be your assistant.”“Of course, I do! I will see you both tomorrow then,” Karena giggled.Karena smiled as she hung up the phone. Not only was she the Office Manager of Chad’s firm, she was also his best friend. She had been trying to figure out a way to get Reina and Chad to see that there was so much more to their relationship than the boss and his Office Whore. It appeared that they were finally getting to.