"Yes, sir!" I said louder. He squeezed them very hard. My legs buckled from the pain. I shouted, "Yes, sir!" again. He replied, "You have no right to ...want to cum in my residence, boy. The answer is no." He tightened his grip even more. In my bondage, I went slightly limp. Scynthan released my arms from the chains, and I collapsed onto the floor. "You're pathetic," he said. "Let me make this clear. By agreeing to live here, you belong to me. More specifically, the only thing you have of. By this time Stan was face down and naked on the bed and the woman was astride him wearing a corset, panties and stockings. She was running her hands up and down his body, paying special attention to his arse while Dianne, I and four or five men watched on. Men kept leaning forward and stroking the woman's bottom which she did nothing to stop. In fact she smiled her encouragement to them.“Shall we do your front?” She said to Stan in a matter of fact tone. Stan agreed and rolled onto his back. " Jenkins' voice was calm and reassured.Jessica decided to go on the initiative. "Here are the reports on the data restore."McShane didn't move to take the papers. He treated her with a disappointed and angry look instead."I've already seen them, Jenkins dropped them off almost a half an hour ago when he was unable to find you." He admonished.McShane shifted his attention to Jenkins, his features softening. "Thanks Jenkins good job, I won't forget it." McShane extended his hand in appreciation.. ‘Any ideas floating around?’ ‘We’re hoping someone proposes a conference, neutral country maybe?’ ‘I see,’ Jack nodded. ‘How is Caroline?’ Caroline Clarkson was Michael’s wife. It was her picture he carried in China and showed Jack. She was a handsome woman, just right for a MP on the rise. Jack was a little jealous of Michael to have such a woman to love. He was sure he missed his only chance for love. ‘She’s fine. I don’t get home very much any more especially with this going on. You are.