A conversation

Frank pulled out of the quivering teen, smiling at the spunk oozing out of her battered young cunt. If half the block wasn't knocked up by the time he got done it wouldn't be for lack of trying he chuckled to himself. He looked over at Megan, who crouched miserably in her cage, her eyes full of need, and smiled coldly at her. Her eyes met his and she shuddered, bowing her head in submission.

"Get up and get dressed, it's time to go," he told Cadey, who rose on shaky legs and started to look for her clothes.

"Thank...thank you...Mr. President..." she mumbled, looking at him shyly. "I...I hope I was...satisfactory..."

"You were excellent," he smiled. "Good service as always."

"I live for it Sir," she murmured. "Will you be needing me again soon?"

"I'll call you when I do."

"If you want Lisa or Evie I understand Sir...or...that girl in the cage...I just hope...that I can...keep satisfying you..."

"No matter who else I fuck?"

"Yes sir. even if you fuck my mother, or my sister...It's not my business...I'll come when you call...you can do whatever you want to me..."

"Your sister? Tell me about her."

"She's older...she's on a trip with some friends...back in a few days...She's...she's pretty...and her...her boobs are bigger..." Cady gave a little snuffle, her eyes looking down as she revealed that fact.

"I like your tits Cadey. They're pert and cute. Size isn't everything."

"Thank you Sir!" she bubbled happily, smiling at him. "I'm so glad they please you." She glanced again at Megan crouching in her cage. "Did she do something bad Sir?"

"You don't need to know. Remember what I said about security and keeping secrets?"

"Yes Sir. I'm sorry for asking Sir. I hope you're not mad at me Sir!"

"No, but you need to go. I have business."

The teen nodded, glancing one last time at Megan before leaving with a longing smile at Frank.