“I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” she stated with a tone in her voice that I had never heard before. It was a tone that excited me. I felt m...y nipples harden under my sweater and I was suddenly aware of the fact that I wasn’t wearing a bra, but I didn’t care. As she stroked my cheek she ran her thumb over my bottom lip and leaned her face closer to mine. I couldn’t believe this was happening. Was it the beer? I thought. Am I dreaming? If I am dreaming I don’t want to wake up.It wasn’t a. I wondered just how disgusted she would be with me. She brushed an errant strand of hair from her face and said "Peter has asked me to send you straight in. Please close the door after you." She smiled again at me, almost sympathetically, then returned to her typing, red nails a blur across her keyboard.I mumbled a thanks and entered Peter's office, closing the door behind me as asked. The smell of cigar smoke filled the air and was mixed with the faint odour of sweat. Peter sat behind his. I reached down with my hands and cupped and fondled her fabulous tits as she continued sucking my rock hard cock. But the best part was her blowjob technique. She loved to take my cock about 3-4 inches in her mouth and lick the shaft on the way out as she bobbed up and down. Then, she would give a twist of her mouth just as the head would pop out. Fucking drove me crazy! She knew I was going to cum soon, so she slowed down and starting bobbing her head without the fantastic twist. This drove me. Because she was securely bound, the only thing that could move were her flexible tits and nipples and Laurel used a set of hospital grade forceps to flex them to the max. When Laurel was sure Patti was good and sore, she applied another glob of the ?Hot as Ice? cream and some ice cubes to each nipple making Patti moan with a mixture of discomfort and pleasure. Laurel let Patti in on their plan for the evening. While she was still bound to the column and suffering the torment applied to her.