"Where is that assistant of mine? I fear I may be paying her too much." He said with a bit of a chuckle in his voice. "Well what can I do for you Jame...s?" He said falling right into his business voice. As they talked back and forth, I was trapped under this desk with his beautiful cock right in my face. I could not get to it though because it was too close to the desk. I decided to try to lower his chair so that I could show him where his assistant was. I reached around the chair and found the. She was indeed a different person. But right now, that was beside the point.“Are you calmed down enough to talk to Joyce?” Bethany asked.“I really don’t want to,” I said. “I said what I needed to say.”“Yes, you did. And I just spent twenty minutes arguing with her. She’s pretty stubborn, but I think you knew that.”“Yes, I saw that when we had the first fight over what happened with Kara. I think Joyce still refuses to acknowledge that what she did to Kara is tantamount to rape.”“On that, I. "And where might you be planning on taking my brother?" enquired Beth, enjoying Matthew's close attentions and with no intent on losing him that easily."He's my brother too," retorted Amy. "And it's my birthday," she added, stomping a foot."It was your birthday," corrected Beth, indicating to the clock, its minute hand on five past twelve. "Now go away and annoy someone else, baby"Amy pouted. "I am not a baby! Am I Matthew?" she appealed."Are so," Beth countered before he could answer."Am. He shoves one finger up her ass, pondering if his entire hand will fit. He pulls his finger out. "Hands at your side." "Yes Sir." she moans. Walking around to her front, grasping her crouch in his fist, "You must always be clean shaven for me." She sniffles silently. His belt slams into the back of her thighs just below her butt cheeks. She buckles and screams out "Yes Sir." this time avoiding the belt. Master pushes her roughly to the floor onto her hands and knees, pressing her forehead into.