We pass a middle age man who exclaims, “Dr. Thomas. You brought your husband!” Arya turns bright red and takes her arm off my waist. In the lobby ...we walk side by side, no one would suspect that we both have sex on the mind. We get up to her room. I start to undress first. She stops to consider me. Out of habit she starts to slip back into her doctor role. I stop and undress her. Under that little black dress is a pair of 36 Cs and a simple white panty. I kiss her deeply. I walk her over the. She slipped lower in the chair to give me access to her. She moved my head right over her vagina. My tongue went into her; I spent a few seconds exploring her, finding her clit. My tongue moved over it, slowly, then faster and faster and faster, savoring her taste. I was driving her up the wall. She could not stay still. She told me, "I want you in me now. It's crazy, but I want you." I told her I would have to go into her from the back, because she had to hold the chair against. Her mouth was moving slowly, sensually around the head of my cock, her tongue caressing it and teasing it, her hand stroking it… but the greatest pleasure was knowing that she was doing it because she was a slave.I looked at her body, she was small, about 5’3”, and weighed maybe 95 pounds. Her tits were maybe a c cup, and very pretty with small pink nipples. I turned her a bit so I could see and reach her ass and pussy, and slipped a finger in to tease her lips. She was wet, and so I pushed. It took only a few more moments for him to shift his equipment from stand-by to active. When he pointed to Joyce and the camera light came on, she waited for a count of five and then said, “Good afternoon. I’m here this afternoon with two of the most distinguished visitors we’ve had here in Los Angeles in a very long time.”The active light on a second camera focused on the girls side by side on the sofa came on as Joyce continued, “On the left is Her Grace, Maria, la Duchesse du Bourgogne, .