But Roma magic isso chaotic and unpredictable. Had it been up to me, you would be nothingmore than a worm dangling on a fish hook. But I think this is... a moresatisfying alternative. Now you get to see firsthand the same type ofpain you've inflicted on others." You ... you can't do this!" I tried to shout, but it came out weak. "Doyou know who my father is? Do you know what he'll do to you?" But Isounded as whiny as a little teenage girl."Your threats ring a tad bit hollow now," she sneered. She obviously was enjoying putting us into this predicament.ZZZzzztZZZzzztAnother fifteen minutes passed but it felt like hours. I again heard the sounds of her high heels. Wendy appeared with her wine glass in one hand and the other holding something behind her back. My mistress came back to her machine, leaning over it exposing her small but tight breast, ?I guess level 4 isn’t enough, so let’s try level 5.?ZZZZZZZzzztZZZZZZzzztZ?Oh fuck, oh fuck,? went through my head. This was driving me. Not bothering with anything else, not caring, I head back to the office. I fumble with the keys as Alyssa nibbles along my neck, sucking lightly at the skin, but I finally manage to get the door unlocked. I kick it closed with my foot as I head straight for my desk. I lower into my chair, Alyssa straddling my hips. Her ass is still resting in my palms and it’s the softest, curviest I think I’ve ever had my hands on. She lifts away from my neck and gazes at me, those blue eyes more intense than. ‘Does Jay know that you have these? What have you been doing in my room?’ Sasha pushed past her and raced upstairs, without thinking that she was to see Greg as soon as she was out of the salon. Running directly to her room, she rummaged through her own bags and her other personals desperately trying to remember how she’d left things and to check if anything had been moved. In her bathroom she noticed that her bin had been tipped on its side, and her hairbrush lay on the floor. She had been in.