" I ended the call before she could respond, the code word indicating I didn't want to speak except on a sealed line.Turning to the Ambassador, I said... "I require a secure phone, and the information as to where Linda was taken for treatment. Lead on."I was in full Command Mode, what Priya had started calling my Clan Lord Act, and the Ambassador responded, bowing in submission and leading me to an office with a human-style security phone. I waved him to a seat, and took a seat at the phone,. We smiled into each other's eyes and I willingly lay face down on the table as he spoke in gentle tones of how he loved to give such erotic treatment to men.The combination of his mellifluous voice with the sultry aroma of musky-sweet oils made my head spin and I felt the blood surging through me as his strong hands wove a pattern of arousal over my burning flesh. Standing by my side he caressed the oils into my skin, sliding smoothly, stroking softly over my back and shoulders, down my spine. Our roommate, Michael, finally looked in to see what we were doing. There was a lot of tension between him and Stacey, mostly centering on me. That was because he loved drilling my asshole with his stiff cock, and she didn’t like sharing me. Stacey couldn’t complain too much since she was the one responsible for confusing him into thinking he was fucking my brother, Peter, when he cornholed me. Also, Michael was Stacey’s sponsor at their ‘Mind Controllers Anonymous’ self-help group, although. She slid the bedsheets down and then immediately took off my boxers. 'I was hoping that you would have shaved for me' she said, running a hand across my now naked, smooth and swelling cock and balls.Linda said that she was so naughty, hoping I didn't mind. I told her that she could be as naughty as she liked. To which she said, that's good. Still beside the bed Linda ran her hands up her legs, her dress now clung to her form accentuating her curves. It looked shorter than I remembered, her.