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I don’t really like this and don’t want anything that’s going to bite me on the ass later.” “Sure thing, boss.” Do you trust your lawyer? I did. As it turned out, I shouldn’t have. He told me everything was fine, that there would be no nasty surprises, and I ought to go forward with it. I looked at the books and found myself wondering public how long I could keep making payroll with the way the cash was coming. Without continued promotion, my market share would start to slip, and that was chewing up my cash. On one of my modeling jobs, I’d traveled to Switzerland, and had opened an account at a Swiss bank at that time. I didn’t have big bucks in it, but I knew it was harder to touch anything there because of how the Swiss are about their banks. I insisted that at the closing, the funds be wired to my Swiss bank account. The purchaser hemmed and hawed, but finally agreed. They insisted on doing the closing at a very exclusive condo, just outside town. I agreed, it didn’t really matter close up to me where we closed, as long as I got paid. The condo was very nice, but a bit odd - a luxurious living room, but a single japanese bedroom and bathroom. The building had key access only for the elevator, and the elevator would take you only to your proper floor. There was a nice table and we sat around it, me my lawyer, and two execs from the company buying my company. I had to sign the docs in eight places, and told them I’d sign seven only, until they had wired the money to my bank. They weren’t happy about that, but agreed. I used my phone asian to check and as soon as the money was there, I signed the last item. “Well, gentlemen, you now have a company.” They looked at each other, had little cynical smiles, and replied. “Plus side benefits, as it were.” “Side benefits? What the hell are you talking about?” At that, I felt something close around my neck. I felt and it seemed to be some sort of metal collar. I felt around it and couldn’t find any release, and was pissed. “What the hell is this? Get this thing off me!” “Well, you now have a personal services contract with us. You’ll find that is a part of the contract.” I turned to my lawyer, who, it seems was the person Hairy who had put the collar on me. “I thought you checked the contract.” “Believe me, I did.” “And I have to wear some damned collar?” “That’s why I put it on you.” But from now on, you and I will be working very closely, Mr. Brighton.” Clint zipped up as his cum leaked out of me. I rose, my body stiff from the pose. Daddy stood up, and I watched as he dipped his fingers into her cunt public getting her self made moisture, and rubbed it all over his cock. The remaining two blades of a rusty windmill clattered spasmodically in the gusty air. I let out Hairy a gasp of shock as the image changed to this very room. When I got back they were both collapsed beside each other. This time she is able to see just how excited they are to see her again. japanese I'd never asian done that before, but I remembered the shower and how she moaned when my fingers had touched her anus. Jon said that we were going to do that again but the next time I had to try to hold the water in and then squirt it out a bit at a time on command. He punched the ground in anger, shattering bits close up of the tile floor with his magically-empowered strength. Her fingernails dug hard into the grass beneath her.