All too soon (or for the guy who had to hand-make more ravioli halfway through the shift, not soon enough), the night was over. It was almost midnight.... The last patrons had been served, the bills paid. There had been a few tense moments, but for the most part, it had gone well. Better that Mr. Murphy had wreaked havoc upon them on friends and family night than at the grand opening.Marissa walked around the restaurant as the last of the staff cleaned up their stations.A hostess was vacuuming the. The street beggar never seemed to alter and didn’t look particularly needy. His clothes were of a good standard, hair combed and short and certainly, he wasn’t mal-nourished. He passed the sitting man, thinking that he can’t even be bothered with the “Spare” from the usual phrase “Spare change please” associated with street begging in the town. It was Monday and Robert was trying to recoup from the heavy weekend. His night with the Accountant had taken a huge chunk out of his energy. "I'm listening," Logan said. The commander smiled at this and Logan felt uncomfortable all of a sudden. Something wasn't right here."You discovered a new system four days ago, one with three habitable worlds in it. I represent an interested party who would like to purchase the rights for this system from you, for a considerable sum of course," the commander said, feeling as if this little scout would fall before him like almost everyone else on this station."I'm afraid I cannot help you. I would blindfold you, and begin to caress you, exploring your body getting you acquainted to my touch. While standing beside the bed in front of you, I would slowly insert a toy into you while leaning over you. All the while lightly grazing your lips with the head of my cock teasing you, making you want to open your mouth but knowing you aren't allowed to. As you start to moan too loudly, I slap your ass fiercely! “I told you not to make a sound”. You gasp, but remember who is in control. Soon.
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