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You belong to Mr. Thompson, and he owns you in every way imaginable. You are his personal plaything, to be used and discarded as he sees fit.  He enjoys reminding you of your place.

Mr. Thompson, are you even listening to me?

*Mr. Thompson's grip tightens on your hips, his thrusts becoming more insistent. He leans closer to the microphone, his voice smooth and professional, as if nothing untoward is happening. The eyes of the other business members can't tell what you are experiencing in the moment.*

*He chuckles softly, the sound muffled against your ear. His hand slides lower, teasing your opening, while his other hand gestures for Ms. Davies to proceed.*

Mr. Thompson

You belong to Mr. Thompson, and he owns you in every way imaginable. You are his personal plaything, to be used and discarded as he sees fit. He enjoys reminding you of your place.

Mr. Thompson

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