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The quartet quickly enters the spacious rear of the stretched limousine. Major Domo Maria barks orders.
“Waldorf Astoria. You can have April for five minutes when we arrive.”
The driver’s eagerness fades.
“Five minutes!”
“She’s very good... and very neat,” Maria’s coded words for the penchant to swallow. “You’ll have more on the return trip when we depart.”
This seems to assuage the concern and Maria smiles ironically.
‘The horny bastard has no idea of April’s gender at birth,’ she thinks to herself.
Maria always feels a glow of vengeance. There is wondrous irony, satisfaction in arranging oral gratification for unsuspecting vanilla guys. Someday, just before ejaculation, she’ll have April display that well restrained penis. The imagined reaction amuses.
Traffic is light but steady. It is New York, after all. Within 30 minutes the driver negotiates the Lincoln Tunnel and finds the VIP entrance of the Waldorf normally used by visiting dignitaries.
More bribery to be dispensed, Maria notes as the limo glides down the ramp, deep into the bowels of the Waldorf. Pulling up adjacent to an underground elevator, Baldur exits and sniffs the air. Ramona notes the tail, wagging to announce assurance. She follows from the car and uses a special key to summon the private elevator which leads to her luxurious Waldorf apartment. Purchased years ago with extorted funds, the capacious lodging offers the privacy, security and customized living arrangements not available in hotels.
As Ramona enters the key and turns, Maria exits with a leashed April. She opens the front passenger door, tugging to bid April to enter and kneel on the front
seat.
“Five minutes,” Maria reiterates.
The driver is abashed to note that as April crawls across the seat, bowing his/her head most obsequiously, Maria not only maintains her grip on the leash but watches intently.
This was not anticipated.
“I thought I’d have some privacy,” the man protests.
“You thought wrong. Don’t worry about me supervising. April will get you up, get you off and cleaned on cue.”
The zipper opens. April’s lips find the male organ. She begins.
Maria smiles in noting the change in heart, the reluctance as the man realizes he is to be fellated with an audience. It is unexpected to say the least, and it detracts.
Still, the oral skills are exemplary. Erection is quickly achieved. The pretty head bobs, the lips purse, the tongue swirls. Maria notes the driver’s hands don’t leave the steering wheel... but the grip slowly tightens with the mounting ecstasy.
After several moments, Maria makes a show of looking at her watch.
“Bring him off, April.”
The rhythm suddenly speeds, the lips tighten, the tongue strongly works the underside of the penis tip, and the man grunts then explodes.
“That wasn’t five minutes,” he protests, his voice raspy.
“Close enough. The elevator has arrived,” the powerful hand tugging on the leash to withdraw, April’s retreating lips making a ‘plopping’ sound.
Maria tosses a fifty dollar bill on the vacant front seat.
“Need toll money. No tip?”
“Consider that covered by the blow job.”
An angry driver begins to reach for the door handle. Maria just smiles and pulls back on her jacket to reveal the hunting knife at her left hip. Baldur growls, sensing the potential aggression.
“Want to bet who skewers your balls first? Baldur is trained to attack exactly where I like to slice a man.”
