I’ll go back to sleep now. I’m awake. Apparently, ‘support network’ includes losers from Boston who have AR-15s older than I am. BRB…. I hop...e. Back. The ARs weren’t well maintained. One jammed, one exploded, and I clubbed the other one with his own gun. I may go back to sleep. Still awake. IRA idiots tried again. More hitmen from Bah-ston. Must get one to say ‘park the car in the Harvard Yard.’ Got one to say it. Kneecapped him, but he said it. Then he kept talking. Next on my list: get a. “You may return to your desk slut – I will email some work to you, although it may only be data input,” You shrug apologetically, knowing that the work You have set so far has not really stretched me. I smile and say, “Thank You Master. To be honest, it’s a pleasure just being in the same vicinity as You – I am a very lucky slave,” I pause then add quietly, really hoping You won’t turn me down, “M…May I kiss You please Master..?” “You may,” You reply, beckoning me closer. I raise. I was balancing precariously on the edge of the sofa, about to slide off. "Grab the couch with your hands and keep leaning back," she said, kneeling down to be closer to us. She was still fully clothed, I noticed. I held on to the couch and leaned back as far as I could go, my head lower and lower. Finally I felt it hit the carpet. Angela reached out and started rubbing my chest and stomach. "Ok boys, very good. Keep doing what I say and you'll get your first blowjob tonight," she said. I. I played with my clit with my thumb as time grew closer to the end of the hour I knew I was going to climax. I started to go rigid I arched my back and drove another finger in my pussy. Continuing to play with my clit my orgasm grew more intense and I squirted all over my bed and the floor I came down from my orgasm and heard a knock at my door. My pussy soaking wet I lay there with my fingers still up my pussy. I took them out of my tight pussy and licked the sweet pussy juices off and closed.