No.

I only had one more errand, which was to get a sexy picture of Kat, for my collection, in case this situation ever came up again. I ordered one, she sent one, no points, no fuss.

The next morning, Thursday, I got a call from Kat. The Penguin didn’t know about me. She was to continue on with her current assignments. Jay would be in touch. She asked to cum. I checked her status.

Kat is nervous about the investigation, and the Penguin. She is not at all aroused.

“You don’t want to cum. You’re just asking to try to make me feel in charge. I do not require that from you. I expect a copy of everything you’ve given to the Penguin in the past, Saturday morning. If you don’t have copies, then you’ll brief me to the best of your memory. Understand?”

“Yes, daddy.” +1 SP (Kat +92)

The standard text from Kianna:

In childhood a female must be subject to her father, in youth to her husband, when her lord is dead to her sons; a woman must never be independent." Manusmriti 9:2

The fantasy from Diamond, she was a homewrecker, stealing me from my girlfriend…who was clearly Asa. I considered jacking off, but I had a handjob first thing this morning regardless…so let her take it.

With that all taken care of, I headed in to work.

As soon as I checked in, I got word that Francine had ordered me to her office. She’d dressed in a casual business suit. “You wanted to see me, boss?” I asked, still **** into professionalism by Work Bitch and by concern she might be taping this.

“I’m ready to do what you’re blackmailing me to do.”

“****? If you don’t want to do this, all you have to do is say so, I’ll cancel Friday drinks, as you obviously wouldn’t want to do those with a filthy blackmailer. Aren’t they the worst?”

She glared daggers at me, then rose. “Unzip your pants.”

I did so, I was already hard as a rock. Her hands were surprisingly soft as she seized my cock and reached for hand sanitizer. “Nope, did that once as a teenager, not a good idea,” I said, preventing her petty **** as hand sanitizer as lube can go real wrong, drying out rather than lubricating.

She wasn’t stupid, she wanted this over fast, so she spat on my dick, though more as an insult and lube than anything else. And then her hands began to move. She was really quite good at that. Of course, she liked to imagine it was pleasure, not just **** that brought her victims back and she was hardly going to let them penetrate her, or blow them…

“You like that? You filthy bastard? You like getting jerked off like a fucking bitch whose pleased his mistress?”

I grunted and moaned despite myself and her smile grew.

“You better tell me when you’re gonna cum, so I can spray it in your own fucking face, or you’ll regret it.”

I shuddered. She wasn’t going slow and the sight/situation was quite arousing. I decided not to warn her, might cause the perk to not land. As the rapid handjob brought me closer and closer to the peak, I had to keep myself quiet and make it not obvious how good she was making me feel until I could finally spray her down with my seed.

I’d forgotten something rather important.