And the wolves and Jasmine. How that will go over is anybody’s guess, but I can’t think of anything reasonable that would have a chance of working....“Look, Sir. I’ll gladly finance the private investigator and whatever else it takes to find them...”Both sat quietly for a while before the General snarled out, “I’ll send my people to approach them. I don’t trust a private investigator to do it.”“I...” Jeff began as he prepared to further push for his case before he realized what the General had. They were sitting back and enjoying their drinks and watching me undress so that their butler could be the next person to rape me.I unbuttoned my dress and draped it over the back of a chair. He reached out and pulled me closer with his left hand. His right hand began to roughly explore my body. He was being deliberately cruel, twisting and pinching and pulling. I glanced up at his face and I saw the face of a bully. For just a second I thought how galling this job must be for him. He must hate. He was capable of causing her any torture and ill-treat.Claire's life on the other hand was the norm. She wasn't fortunate enough to revel in luxuries that her friend dipped in. Her sole trouble was her husband's mother, Kayla. Every morning at the breakfast table, Kayla consistently queried before laying a fork on her food, "How is your sex life carrying through, my dear two lovebirds? Claire, I trust you are giving it your best shot to give me a grandchild. Fred, you must not ever let one. I beckoned her over to kneel in front of me and she reluctantly kneeled in front of my dick."Please don't..." she began but I cut her off with a dark look.I reached forward and grabbed the front of her shirt and ripped it down the middle causing her to yelp and her bra encased tits to become visible. I ripped off her bra and her tits bounced free. I admired her breasts for a second before leaning back on the couch."Now," I started. "You're going to suck my dick while I watch the game and you.