I know the rules. You are the one under command here, you know." Am I just? How much do you know then?" Oh, enough. I know you can't leave that pentag...ram unless I permit it. I have to welcome you to my home before you can move an inch. You have to keep your word if you give it. You need to..." Okay, okay. That's enough. Alright then, what do you want?" Want?" You want something. Why else summon me?" I just want you to find something for me." You couldn't just call the police?" No, it's not. Dadddy! Daddy help," I cry, my head fuzzy from the sinful mix of pain and pleasure. She didn't want him to stop but it was taking her breath away. "Help the doggy fuck your ass, whore?"I could feel my pussy dripping now... "Yes daddy. Help the doggy fuck daddy's slutty ass... And daddy can fuck me throat... And I can be full of cum. Daddy and doggy cum.. daddy fill me up please..." I can't stop rambling, words spilling out of me as I get closer and closer to coming. He clamps his hands around. ’ ‘Okay, send him in.’ She turned and opened the door. ‘You can come in, Mr. Allerton. He’ll see you.’ In walked a beaten man, emotionally beaten down. He was gaunt and pale. His shoulders drooped. There was no spring to his step. I shook his hand, introduced myself and motioned for him to take a seat on the couch. Jayashree stepped out of the office for a moment. ‘Thank you for meeting with me,’ he began. My assistant returned with a bottle of water and a small tumbler. She offered them to. "Yes,?" John asked.I came over to him and kissed him on the lips."Whoa, Miss Thompson, what was that?" John asked."Well, you don't have a wife and kids waiting for you, do you?" I asked."No, but we can't get involved. How can you think this is a good idea?" John asked."Well, honestly you are my best friend, and you call Miss Thompson all the time. You know just about everything there is to know about me, and you respect the hell out of me," I replied."Well, OK then, but I'm strictly.