Kayla Louise - Sexy Bookworm - short trailer

“Well… You’d come to stay with me. You’d have plenty of food to eat, clothes to wear and a bed to sleep in. Of course… if you don’t mind, I would like it if you abide by some rules and of course, earn your keep.” “Rules?” he asks. The shocked look on the boy's face excites me. “Don’t worry about those, we’ll go over them once we get to my place.” We finally arrive in Dallas and soon after we’re pulling into my building. I open the door for the boy stockings and hand the keys to the valet. “Mr. Kustova, welcome back,” Rosemary says as we walk through the grand entrance of glass. The floor is all stone with two creeks flowing through to an indoor pond stocked with Koi fish. “Thanks, Rosemary. Make sure I’m not disturbed for the rest of the day.” She nods. She’s looking fine as always in her black business suit and fiery red hair with a face full of freckles. Maybe later I can have more fun with her. “You’re looking lovely as always.” Her face burns almost as bright as her hair. “Thank you, sir!” She squeals at the compliment. “Also if you could have someone bring up some clothes for Felippe here, I would greatly appreciate it. petite You know the kind I like.” I’m going to have this sissy dressed up pretty by the end of the night. “Right away, sir!” she replies. “Thank you, Rosemary.” I place my hand on the boy’s shoulder and slide it down to the middle of his back as I usher him along to the elevators. I can feel him tremble at my touch. His face only barely makes it up to my chest, which kind of turns me on even more. Once inside the elevator, I command the voice recognition system to take us to the top floor and it recognizes me. I still find the technology these mortals create deeply interesting. To think they’re cable of such feats amazes me. “Is… is this place yours?” The boy asks as he looks out the glass spycam walls of the elevator at the view of the city. “Yes, it is all voyeur mine.” My voice carries the weight of that statement. As we finally reach the top, the elevator doors open up to my penthouse. The boy’s eyes go wide, struck with awe at the extravagance of the suite. Which is ironic to me. I find it rather lacking compared to the other places I own. With my hand still on the boys back, I lead him in. The floor is a dark grey marble which leads to a dark charcoal sofa in a rectangle shape that horseshoes around the entrance to the elevator. A white fur rug lays in the middle of the sofa. There are stairways that lead up to a loft on each side of the sofa. The stairs come out from the walls. It’s opened up between the stairs and leads down to the dining room, which has a rather long rectangular table with 10 chairs around it. All of which are a deep charcoal grey color to match the theme of the room. A wall of windows wrap around the elevator and stops at each of the stairs, then continues on the other end. On each glass wall is a door that leads out to the balcony that wraps around the entire place. I escort the boy to the sofa and push him down as I take off my suit coat, then I pop a squat next to him. The look on his face is priceless. A mix of fear, awe, nervousness, and hint of sexual arousal. Just a small exotic hint. She licked me a few more times, then took me into her mouth. The head Master pulled his file and he is done in this state, I took Bridget’s hand and said we have some paper work to take care of do you have your collar she said yes Master in my locker. Good benefits, above average pay, no stress, and out by 4 every day. Well mostly ditto .....if being honest spycam .... Yeah! 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