“You will serve and please all of us here in the office. It is what you have craved. It is what is represented by your actions resulting in the disciplinary charges against you. That would be your mantra with us, ‘to serve and to please’.” I felt my head nod before I even acknowledged to myself my acceptance. He stood up from the desk and put his hand out to me and led me Lesbian from the office. We stood in the open room from where masturbating the other offices and activity could be seen. “You will respond immediately to what any of us wants, when we want it, how we want it, and where we want it.” I looked to see them all standing in the doorways of their offices listening. “Your life has been a disguise, or mask as you thought of it, to professionally achieve what you thought you had to. That effort consumed your life and being at the cost of everything else. Your efforts to realize some moments of release were ruinous. You gave up control without giving that control to someone who would respect you and your needs. We’ll give that respect to you and promise to satisfy your needs.” Nobody had yet physically touched me or hinted at doing so, but I felt my pussy filling with my juices in anticipation … in the desire for something to happen. “That is, of course, if you accept the offer.” He nodded to Marjorie and she brought a folder and followed us into the empty office with the glass wall and large windows to the outside. Marjorie put the folder on the coffee table at the couch and left. “This would be your office. The glass wall is for our enjoyment and your constant understanding of your role. The documents in the folder are my offer to you, the stipulations of your service to the firm, a non-disclosure of what occurs here, etc. I want you to take it and understand it. If you accept, I want to have you start immediately.” He smiled. “The following morning of your decision will be fine. I think you will find you will be well compensated even if you were a full attorney. Everyone here is.” He walked me to the large windows and I stood before them in my nakedness. People went about their business below on the street. The large park spread out before me. It was a magnificent office view. “Thank you, Sir.” This time, the ‘sir’ felt different. “I don’t know what to say, but …”, I looked at him shyly and wondered if this is what a submissive feels like when she is allowed to be one. “Sir, I am wondering if there … might 69 be something … you might … need … from me.” He smiled and, for the first time, his hands went to my shoulders and slid down my arms and back up. On the way back up his hands shifted slightly to the front and grazed the sides of my breasts. His eyes watched me when I flinched at the touch, gasped, and sucked in air. My entire body shivered. He was smiling at my response. He smiled. “You are very wet right now?” I nodded, almost desperate for something to mature lesbo happen. “Touch yourself and let me see.” I parted my legs slightly and two fingers went to my pussy, parted the wet lips, and pantyhose slipped inside. I brought them up between us and he took my hand gently in his. He brought the fingers to his lips, smelled deep, and licked the glistening fingers. A violent shiver went through me. "ANOTHER GUY nameD SNAKE TOLD ME ABOUT SAN FRANCISCO BONDAGE CLUBS WHERE THERE IS SOME BRUTAL SHOWS WITH EXOTIC PIERCINGS AND MUTILATION," she explained as erotic images of dangling bodies filled her brain and a craving for new sensations permeated her entire body. I work my fingers around your stiff bud and then taking mature lesbo it between my thumb and index finger . . . You spank my ass hard until every inch of it is red. Helpless to my sexual hunger. With a groan of frustration, I collapsed back to the ground, panting desperately. A voice that is your own, but somehow foreign? Seemingly masturbating distracted he was happy to comply for now, as she begrudgingly pulled her nipple from his mouth and kissed her way down her torso to come face to face pantyhose with his cock. Later on in the week Jessica and I had lunch together and she told me all about how her and Stephanie talked about threesomes and how she was invited to join Stephanie and Lesbian her boyfriend. I was on my third drink of the evening and 69 feeling no pain, Jess was nursing on her first, taking it a little bit easier. I love how it smells; it’s heavenly sent, with a heavenly scent. “I want to be serious for a moment, please. Then he plugged it back in. I wanted to touch it so badly but I waited for his next command. “Come out of there.” I forced myself to lift my head, looking at my own face, smeared with tears and running mascara, an image of desperation... I just want to make sure I handled it correctly.” I could feel myself blush. Why do you ask, has something happened?” Fred asks. You are very sexy with right curves in right places” she said. It was now just after 5:00. Amelia whimpered.