'We have a situation, executive floor, require assistance, repeat require assistance' he intoned calmly. 'What the fuck are you doing, just let me go ...now'. Claire was angry and for the first time a little frightened as well as there was nobody in the office to hear her cries. Three more black security guards arrived within a minute and looked slightly puzzled as they saw Claire pinned to the chair. 'What's going on Mike' said the eldest one. 'She works here, I've seen her around'. 'I think she. " Ambrose said a soft growl issuing from his throat. Both Men bowed then scrambled out as they started to shout orders to all those there. "Well," Ambrose told the rest of them. "That went far better than I hoped for." "Well," Twitty said as she and Glenna took up positions beside him. "You do have a commanding presence mate. That plus being as handsome as you are." Ambrose just grunted at her comment, he thought he was far less handsome than she thought. Moving toward the fringe of the camp,. My brain had a blip or two of sense left in it. What was this? He had three fingers in my ass? Girl? He was calling me a girl? Stop this! I was not a fucking girl! Stop. Stop it, I tried. I felt his bony fist crack my nose. Not much pain, but the punch from above rocked my head. There would be pain in the morning. What was with the violence? Why was I helpless to prevent it? Or fight back? What the hell was wrong with me? Then it flew through my brain. S & M Club. S & M, asshole. This is what. While Tom was waiting for Mark to get there, he got undressed and was just in his tight skimpy briefs when there was a knock on the front door."Hi," Mark said when Tom opened the door. "It doesn't look like you got yourself off," he said looking at the bulge in Tom's briefs. Mark's hand slid softly over the thin material covering Tom's hard cock. "Yup, very hard - very nice!" Nah, I decided to wait for you. But, I need to get off bad, real bad," Tom said closing the door behind them."No shit..