Page 60 of Masked in Deception

Please explain. In detail.

Pet:

You know exactly what I mean, asshole.

Sir:

Humor me. I think it would be a nice exercise to hear it from you. In your own words.

Pet:

…

Sir:

I really don’t have all day.

Pet:

Fine. Sitting at my fucking desk makes me wish you were here so I could sit on your dick while you work and just worry about not coming, instead of having to worry about doing my own damn work.

Sir:

You wouldn’t have to worry about that, pet.

Pet:

Pretty sure I would.

Sir:

On the contrary, darling. I’ve been thinking that the next time I have you warm my cock while I work, I’ll let you come as many times as you want. In fact, I think I’ll insist on it.

Pet:

Please

Sir:

Get back to work, pet. Your job is very important, I’m sure.

Pet:

Yes, Sir.

Sir:

Were the snacks to your liking after our last meeting?

Pet:

Someone’s desperate to talk to me, I see.

You know they were. I couldn’t gobble them down fast enough.

Sir:

You are, across the board, an exceptional gobbler.