She knew he was much older and married but it only made her desire for him more wrong, and therefore more exciting. At night she dreamt of his thin st...rong mouth lapping at her wet pussy, his stubble scratching her delicate skin- arousing her more and more. She wore shorter skirts and left the top button of her blouse undone. She kept walking past his desk, moving her hips in a seductive way. Going over to ask him questions she already knew the answers to, sitting on the edge of his desk- legs. This is yours, isn'tit?" She held it up.Pointlessly, he examined it before saying, "Yes, Mistress Tate." You little pervert. I suppose you jerked off while you were sniffingthem." No, Mistress Tate," he protested again."A likely story. Cecilia, I don't care if you jerk off, but leave myclothes out of it," she told him."Yes, Mistress Tate." From now on, when you jerk off it will be in front of me," sheinformed him."Mistress Tate?" he said in disbelief."You heard me. I won't have you doing it. How there are many invisible gates at each end of our segment, and how you have to go through the right one at the right moment if you ever hope to get to your destination. Clearly they switch around based on some schedule known only to the Zansasi. But they seem to go through a limited number of permutations. What was nearby before is often nearby again.As my dream car slowed down even more, right on target to coast to a stop dead in front of me, I was thinking of one of the most widely known. By this time, you are rock hard so, you drop your pants and stick your cock through one of the holes that fits you best. The man who has been giving his submissive her punishment for disobeying him grabs her hair and turn her head toward the front wall. Right away, she begins to smile and nods to her master as if to ask, "May I sir?" He nods his approvement to his sub and she rises from the bench and approaches the hole crawling on her knees to please the cock that has suddenly appeared out.