It was my turn to stagger out of the elevator, still wincing from the achy feeling in my nipples and cock. Sissy looked a bit silly sitting there naked, but he was grateful that I brought him his clothes. Rather than put them on, he wrapped them around his privates and walked off, back to the mansion.
It was getting late and the night man was taking reservations via the telephone; the daytime ladies had clocked out. He was an older gentleman, whose nameplate read Jose. He told me he was retired from his job at IBM, and took this part-time job so he wouldn't get bored. Obviously, he could handle the computers very well.
Seated near the front desk was a man I'd heard about but had never met yet. Turk, he said succinctly. "I am a friend of Mike's and he phoned me. He wanted me to check on his property while he's away." I gulped. I knew even subs fears this man. So when he asked me what happened on the third floor, and I had to say what their complaint with Sissy one was. I could see the anger in his eyes as he stormed off in the direction of the mansion.
I certainly hope my friend isn't in too much trouble