The mansion.

Gor213 · Sunday at 04:46 AM

Prologue

-James

I walked into my boss, Anthony’s, office where he stood over his desk. He was a few years older than me but I doubt he was past his mid thirties. He was about my height at 5’8 but had a slightly thicker frame. He had his brown hair cut short and a thick beard covering most of his face. He wore the standard blue suit with a black dress shirt he wore almost everyday.

“Good, you’re here” he said as I sat down in front of his desk. “I have urgent business that I need you to fly out and take care of.”

“Fly where sir” I asked somewhat surprised as travel had never been mentioned in my job before.

“ northern Maine” he responded “ we have a client there who is willing to make a massive donation, over 20 pieces, but wants one of us there to make sure they make it here safe.”

I had not expected travel to be involved in working for a nonprofit art museum but I was scared to refuse as this job paid surprisingly well and I had only just started.

“I’m sorry sir but I just got married and I hadn’t expected travel to be a part of this position” I said hesitantly.

“Oh of course I understand which is why we’ll be covering all your expenses and paying you double time for the duration of the trip. I am sorry to your new bride but this trip shouldn’t be more than a few days.” Anthony said reassureidly

“Well if you’re offering all of that Ill have to accept, when would I leave” I asked surprised by the amount I’d be making to babysit paintings

“Right now, we have a car downstairs to take you to LAX, and a bag with some clothes and other essentials.” He said walking around the desk and towards the door gesturing me to follow.

“Wait I thought I’d have time to discuss it with my wife first.” I said hurriedly standing up to follow him out

“Oh no this has to be done now, don’t worry I’m sure your wife will understand.” He said walking us towards the elevator.

“You can call her from the car if you’re worried” he added as we stepped out of the elevator towards the car.

“Um ok I guess I’ll go then” I said timidly.

“Atta boy” Anthony said before hugging me goodbye.

As I sat in the car I tried to call my wife but it went to voicemail. I left her a message explaining where I was going as I walked into LAX and checked my bag.

-Anthony

“ yes master he’s on his way and he’s perfect for you, just your type and prime for corruption.” I spoke into the phone between moans as I rode a massive dildo.

“ good I’m glad to hear you’ll soon have another brother” master spoke through the phone as I twisted my pierced nipple encircled by a bright red biohazard tattoo

“ I can’t wait master” I said before he hung up. I remembered my first time meeting master and slammed my cunt onto the massive rubber cock even more vigorously to the thought before I felt myself orgasm, toxic cum shooting out of my caged cock.