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Mr Blackhorse and The Lovely Melody Part I
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Mr Blackhorse and The Lovely Melody Part I "Ms. Tress," Melody said softly as Ms. Tress looked up from her reading. "Mr. Blackhorse told me to let you know he's waiting for you in your office. " Ms. Tress thought a moment, "Am I expecting him??" Melody shook her head no, "Nicholas said he didn't have an appointment scheduled. " Ms. Tress strained her face, shaking her head. "And why didn't Nicholas -- announce Mr. Blackhorse?!" Melody quickly calmed Ms.Tress, "I had more I had to tell you. I told him I would let you know. You'll be happy to know it took some insistence on my part to stop Nicholas. " Ms. Tress responded, "Did you have to punish him?" Melody blushed, "Yes. " Ms.Tress took a deep breath, "Very well then. " Ms.Tress found the world to be a little off ever since she stopped reading. "Melody punishing Nicholas though was a pleasant, off." Ms.Tress thought as she set her reading to the side and got up from her chair. "Ms.Tress, " Melody said again stepping into her path then quickly looking down at the floor. Ms. Tress smiled, she still wasn't use to seeing this naked female submissive in the house yet. She was quickly becoming her favorite as she was also one of her husbands favorites. Her husband had told Melody she was to serve Ms. Tress as well. Ms. Tress just didn't think he realized just how she would have her serve her. "Or did he??" she began to question. She continued processing, "He does like punishing her.?.?" Ms.Tress shook off the thoughts ---- "Speak." she said to Melody, impatient. Melody looked up, "Mr. Blackhorse gave me this. This is why he is here. He has found him!" Melody had set down an add from a newspaper Ms. Tress had published (everywhere). Ms.Tress squealed in delight, "He's Here!?!!" Melody was surprised by her response. "No. Mr. Blackhorse -- " Melody swallowed before continuing, " He said the rewards not enough. He wishes to discuss the situation and discuss payment for the information and his price for the service of his retrieval of the slave. " Ms. Tress didn't look pleased, "Very well, come with me. " Melody followed behind Ms. Tress down hall to the office, she paused at the<b> closed door. </font></b>The office door was never closed, Ms. Tress is the only one EVER closes it. Her husband Biggs is BIG on opening things and never closing them. It was one of the first things Ms. Tress told Melody she is responsible for doing - since she felt Biggs did it intentionally to annoy her. She'd of course punish her if she found one thing open and she'd keep track of each one. is until she had time to administer whatever sinister punishment she came up with. It was kind of funny to watch Ms. Tress. It seem like she forgot how to open doors or something. Melody then began to worry she was waiting for her to open it so she went to open it and Ms. Tress held up her hand to stop her. Ms. Tress was feeling like if she walked in she'd be interrupting something. She became frustrated because here this was - HER OFFICE!! She was just being an empath for the moment and grounding the disturbance away. "EVERYTHING FELT SO OFF ALL MORNING!!!" Ms. Tress thought. She took a deep breath and reached for the door, opened it and gave it a push to watch the door slowly open. She was expecting to find SOMETHING she'd need to address inside once it did. They both observed Mr. Blackhorse's clothes on the desk. Then the observed Mr. 6ft 4inch Blackhorse completely naked at Biggs desk. Melody couldn't take her eyes off of Mr. Blackhorse's huge, hard cock. She then giggled to herself about his last name. The man was hung like a ! A black ! Mr. Blackhorse was in fact, Black. She didn't know the first time she heard Mr. Blackhorse on the phone though. She thought Sam Elliott called to speak to Biggs. His voice, articulation, charm was 0% Sam Elliott. She remembered Biggs laughing her and saying, "Is Sam Elliott, black??" Mind you Biggs first wife was Black. All of considered she was STILL surprised the enormity of his cock and still staring it. She was wet over thoughts of it. Her mouth was also watering. Ms.Tress seeing her hard nipples actually looked down to her feet to make sure there wasn't a puddle. Mr. Blackhorse just laughed at the both of them. Ms.Tress and Biggs had a custom made desk. They more than likely made it themselves. It was as big as a table/desk; well it was a desk -- well 2, desks. It was also, or -- the side -- looked like a dresser? They sat facing each other so it has a desk on each side the farthest points of the table? from each other. It was in front of this huge picture window to overlooked Nicholas's garden. The opposite side of the table from the window is what looked to be a dresser. It was of course the storage of their desk. is what Mr. Blackhorse's clothes were laying on. They mainly usually used it for joint projects they were working on together took time to plan and complete. "Melody, I changed my mind. Please leave us." Ms.Tress said. She continued looking directly Mr. Blackhorse the whole time. "You can take Mr. Blackhorse's clothes to Nicholas to clean to. " Mr. Blackhorse smiled, "Melody, won't be necessary they are clean. " Ms.Tress just smiled him. Melody waited feeling a little conflicted. She was waiting for further instructions. Ms. Tress remained silent. ( She delights in awkward moments of silence; all to comfortable amongst them too. ) Mr. Blackhorse was the first one to speak, "I figure, Tress, this is how those serve you dress and since I am hoping to be in service. " Ms. Tress looked directly Melody, "Melody, you can go. " Melody hesitated still entranced by Mr. Blackhorse's cock. She was wet. So wet. So very wet. She found herself to be holding her breath as she closed the door softly, just aching. Then the idea hit her; the idea of giving Nicholas more commands!! butt. to please? or punish?? herself. Melody's thoughts drifted to the last session with Biggs and Ms.Tress. She desperately needed to orgasm. NOW!! Biggs and his damn loving pain. Ms.Tress and her teasing, pleasures could be so torturous. Then you mix them both together and --!! Just. - - - - -. Her hands were shaking, she rushed off down the hallway.... "She could of stayed. " Mr. Blackhorse said glancing down his cock. "Melody is priceless to my husband. " she said as she sat down at her desk. Now keep in mind Ms.Tress knew her husband preferred Melody service as many people as possible; Mr. Blackhorse would be welcome to her. It would delight Biggs ( aka Ed - or--- Mike// *Melody calls him Mike* ) to see him take pleasure in her. Ms.Tress just knew a negotiation was soon to be on the table though. She was trying to build value and hoping to convince Mr. Blackhorse Melody was not available to him in regard. to be continued written by her  |
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