The figure in the dark coat tucked the envelope inside a pocket and softly asked, “Is it secure?”“Of course it’s secure,” grumbled the thug.... “That’s what I do.”Inside the elevator, another man with a hard expression and dressed like a secret police agent stood in for the liftman. Standing directly opposite a “no smoking” warning, the dark figure proceeded to light another cigarette as the doors shut.Knocking in a signal pattern on the door marked “13,” the dark figure waited as an older man in. ” She turned fully to him, faced him head on, her height almost a match to his 6 foot 5. Those expressive eyes developing a slow burn of anger. In her eyes she had never lost the warm woman she had been. A grin now would make that temper explode, would make those green depths sparkle and burn. It took superhuman restraint, but he managed not to grin, not in order to avoid her anger though but because, after such a long time, after having waited almost 10 months to see her again, he was not. I guessed she had wanted it to happen, but could never have it done since she was submissive.She said, “Now you know what it feels like. Having someone pound your ass like you always did to me. Now we are even.”I laughed at that and said, “OK whore, clean your son’s cock and then suck his cum from your husband’s ass. Once they are both clean, you can go back to cooking. But hurry up because Ron is getting fucked next and you will have to do some more cleaning. Get busy cunt!”Mom went to Ron and. "Very well, Diana," Queen Hippolyta told her daughter, "Retire to your chambers and refresh yourself with a bath. I will join you there within the hour." Very well, my Queen," Diana replied, bowed to her mother and left the throne room.She had just completed her bath and was combing out her hair when the Queen and Diana's younger sister, Princess Erica, entered her chambers."Is it permissible for your sister Erica to hear your report, Diana" her mother asked."I would prefer she didn't Mother,.