Wherever your interests take you.

When you finally decided that you had enough, you left the pool that you and Madison had been casually lounging in following your latest round of fucking. You walk towards a cabinet near the door and open it to find a collection of bathrobes, and a small pile of neatly stacked, fluffy towels. You take two and throw one to your companion, who deftly catches it. As you dress, you notice Madison reaching into the cabinet to retrieve one of the bathrobes. Your hand snaps forward, and you catch her wrist before she can pick up the piece of clothing. Madison looks at you in mild surprise.

"You don't honestly expect me to walk around naked? Do you?"

The unmoving, hard stare in your eyes made it clear to her that that is exactly what you expect from her. But to drive the point home, you **** her wrist away from the cabinet and twist the arm behind her back. Madison struggles, as she tries to escape your grasp, but all it accomplishes is that her shapely behind grinds itself against your semi-hard cock.

"You are used to the fact that people adore you. That they treat you like a princess. Falling to their knees to please you however they can."

You roam your free hand all over Madison's body, making her struggles lessen a bit. You finish between her legs, teasing her already wet slit.

"But tonight, to me, you are nothing more than a slut, waiting to be used. The only one who will be on their knees pleasing someone is you. And for the moment, I want you naked."

Your fingers deftly play with her cunt, and you smile as her breath quickens. You keep going for half a minute, making her juices leak from her cunt before you stop.

"Now, I've seen enough of this place. Let's go back to the lobby, so we can decide where else to go."

You push Madison gently towards the door, and she stumbles a few steps as her shaking legs struggle to find her balance. She looks at you before she opens the door, and you see a fire in her eyes that wasn't there when you first met her. You were right about her being given whatever she wanted based on her looks alone. And now she had found someone who could resist that and could deal with the proud independent woman she was. You had a feeling that she was looking for more than just a new head of security.

The trip to the lobby was uneventful, save for the young woman who served as a greeter of sorts. She looked up when she heard the doors opening, and her surprise quickly turned into barely contained amusement when she saw Madison's state of dress. She gave you a quick wink when you walked by, but otherwise, didn't react. The man at the double doors leading into the lobby was not as skilled and did a visible double-take when he saw Madison. He looked at you and gave a subtle thumbs up when she had walked past him.

You take a better look at his uniform, and for the first time, you notice a discreet shield stitched onto his jacked. It was a tint darker than his jacket, and barely visible unless you looked at it. Only your attention to detail, the result of hours of training, allowed you to see it. You gave him a pat on the shoulder and a small nod, one man to another, you both knew she was yours to do with as you please.

You stopped in the middle of the lobby and pulled Madison against you. Her naked ass was press firmly against your hard cock, and both of your hands freely groped the woman who had promised herself to you for twenty-four hours. Ignoring both Madison's pants and soft moans, and the occasional look from the other people in the room, you look around at the various signs on the walls pointing towards different parts of the building. As you read over them, a single question pops into your thoughts: