Chapter Seven
Lotus hurries as best she can from the bathroom. She knows that delay will not be tolerated since she is unlocked making unauthorized m**********n feasible.
She dutifully reports to the side of my chair. The small chain has already been threaded through the labia rings and I merely have to give her a quick inspection and ensure the lock is properly closed.
With a snap of my fingers she falls to her knees and crawls under the table. She knows that my slacks have an elongated zipper and her fingers work to open the front to facilitate her oral efforts. I slide forward in my chair and open my thighs. Within a minute the sound of her soft moist tongue joins the sounds my consuming lunch.
She is an expert cunnilinguist and as she works my right labia then my left I recall her
