"I need you to answer me truthfully, do you understand?" His voice was stern and set, bordering on fatherly. "Yes sir," I whispered. "Are you a virgin...?" I felt my face turn bloodred a second before I pulled my face away from his grip. "Yes sir." "Very good." He turned, looking at the nurse. "Take her to my procedure room on the the lower level. I need her thoroughly prepared for me." He stepped out of the room, almost in a rush, without looking back at me. "Ma'am, I don't think I understand. ’ ‘I had some loose ends to tie-up. I didn’t realise there was anyone else in the building but I heard your typing and just wondered if you needed an extra pair of hands.’ As she walked over to his desk Tom noticed she had taken off her shoes and was bare-legged, probably due to the intense heat they were having that summer. It didn’t help that the office had no air con. Although anything that made a girl that cute take off layers of clothing was surely a good thing! As if reading his mind she. (As if that thought had even crossed my mind!) Beth worked her way back to the head, and checking again to ensure I was watching she slipped me between her lips and began to work my cock into her moist velvet mouth. I have never seen a more erotic sight than Beth giving me such pleasure.The look of contentment on her face as she wraps her lips around my hard length is the sexiest sight in the world to me. She was focused solely on the task at hand. She wasn't very skilled, but she remembered. I went to a good school when I was free. We used to do rhetoric lessons in three languages, so I can tell my story properly if I want to, and I do want to, so here it goes:My slave name is Sapphire, except in here. The guards here don`t bother about our names, so in here everyone is cunt or slut, unless they read out our actual numbers, but I was born Amelia Maria Sophistra Carmella D`Angelus. My father died when I was two and I can’t remember anything of him except what I’ve been told. I hope.