I knew Madeleine’s maidenhood would be gone by morning and I was saddened. My sadness oft manifests itself as anger, a trait my Mistress has remarke...d on many times. It was Madeleine who was the butt of my anger. I had taught her, instructed her, and now I was watching her claimed by another. I heard the bell call distantly from my pantry and immediately entered the room. The bed sheet was stained with my protégé’s blood and I knew I had finally been denied that sweet fruit. My anger boiled like. ”She disconnected the call without another word.“I’ll be in my office,” I said to Agent Stone. “You can reach me on my mobile, too.”I got up and left the two Agents who looked stunned, and left the building.As I walked back to the office, I went over in my mind the entire sequence of events. What amazed me was that the FBI had trusted that Noel Spurgeon couldn’t get out of prison, or if he had, that they could keep him from leaving the country. I was betting that not only would they not find. Lynn waved me into the front. The girls weren’t wearing anything expensive, but they both looked fabulous. Just simple dresses, but sweet. I did my best to compliment them both without sounding stupid. Nice smiles from the girls weren’t my only reward. Lynn reached over to give my hand a squeeze, making me feel on top of the world. Church flew by. I don’t remember a word I heard. Sitting beside Lynn that day was the closest thing I’d ever had to a date. I kept stealing glances at her. Her hair. My cock was begging to be set free, I was under my blanket now, so who would know. I slowly lowered my zipper, and unbuttoned the fly of my boxers. I wrapped my fist around my hard on and squeezed. I just held it like that for several minutes, it felt so good to finally have skin to skin contact. I could feel all of the pre cum that had oozed out. The slick feeling it created on the head of my cock was incredible. I slowly began circling my thumb around the top of the head and slightly down the.