The next morning I put on the white micro bikini -again and a pair of wedge heeled sandals, well I could hardly wear 6” red high heels on the beach,... no matter how much I wanted to!I topped that off with a sarong that went from my shoulders to mid thigh length.The bikini top covered my nipples only, my aerola were clearly visible to anyone who cared to look.The bottoms, well the front covered my fanny lips only and the back was a string between my arse cheeks, if I bent over my arsehole was. Now this smelly bastard was going to blackmail me? I did not want to fuck him. Rick may have been a geek, but at least he showered, had a great cock and actually wanted me to cum. Getting up I walked around the desk. I stood there for a second and he said “Sit down sweetie” patting his lap. I turned around and moved back like I was going to sit on his lap and felt his hands come to my waist. Fuck him!I grabbed the keyboard for his computer and spun around smashing it against the side of his. They drew their swords, holding them aloft. In unison they chanted, “let your staffs rise in honor of the great Countess Mila! Rise your staffs! Rise your staffs!” Suddenly, previously unlit wall torches sparked to life simultaneously, filling the chamber with flickering light. A moment later, a figure draped in cape and cowl padded down toward the tub. I noticed the bare feet of a woman at the hem of the cloak. As she passed, her head turned slightly toward me, and I caught the orange glint of. She stroked my cock as she sucked my balls looking at me the whole time. Soon she was moving her head up and down on my shaft and pulling my ass towards her. In a very short time I felt I was going to cum. She said “I want it on my face and tits” soon as instructed was ejaculating on her beautiful chin and breasts. It would be very convenient to say that she swallowed every drop blah blah blah, but as I found out later, she just didn’t like cum in her mouth. I really couldn’t care less. After.