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steadying her hip, the other easing the glass prick into her liquid heat. 
    “Oh, god, yes.”
    “Feel good?”
    “Mmmm…heaven, luv.”  Lizzy tilts her chin up, spreads her legs wider, taking more of the shiny dick.  She loves the weight of glass toys, says they feel more realistic than rubber cocks.  This is the fourth in the small collection of hers that I’ve named the royal jewels.  I think it apropos.
    Hand gripping mine, the Queen pushes the toy in deeper. I oblige and shove in to the hilt, pausing to let her enjoy the sensation of being full. She shudders and her eyes flutter closed.
    I pull out of her, the colored glass glazed with her juices.  Back in, a little firmer this time, and she hisses at the invasion.  I stroke her a little faster, my arm steadily pumping the Pyrex cock into her pussy.  She clenches around it, I know she’s close to coming again. 
    Bending, I lick over her clit, firm swipes in rhythm with the banging I’m giving her.
    “God, yes…fuck me…fuck me.” It’s just a panting whisper.
    I continue the pounding, the licking.  She wants to come hard and fast and it’s my role to make her.
    “Spin round.”  Not a request but a royal edict, issued through clenched teeth and hazy eyes.  Her voice is husky, like she’s holding on to her Queendom by a thread.
    Obeying, I slow my ministrations enough to climb over her, my ass hovering above her belly.   With a force stronger than I expect, Lizzy yanks my hips back so I’m positioned over her face.  Her arms lock around my thighs, trapping me there.
    “The rules,” I remind.  She has no intention of breaking them. That doesn’t mean she won’t bend them to her royal whim.   I begin stroking again, stretch to flick my tongue over her clit.  Her cries are muffled between my legs, lips brushing my inner thigh.  Teeth nip my skin, and then she twists her head, her nose separated from my pussy by the thin panties.
    “Love the smell of your cunt, Roz,” she growls, inhales deeply.  “Fuckin’ love it.”
    A shift in the angle of the cock I’m working her with hits her G-spot with short, quick bursts.  I lift a bit, use my free hand to move the dam and finger her bare clit.  The combination is enough to send her over the edge.  Her pussy contracts rhythmically, juices ooze around the dick, her body convulses in orgasmic satisfaction.
    All that remains of the queenly persona is a shivering mass of euphoria.
    Lizzy gasps, gulps down air.  Short panting breaths slowly begin to even.  I dismount, slide the warm glass tube from her.  Eyes unfocused, she smiles appreciatively. 
    “Brilliant as always, luv.” 
    A quick glance at her wall clock indicates she still has time left on her session.  She notices too.  I raise a brow, tilt my head.  “Fancy another bonk?”
    A giggle at my mocking her accent precedes Lizzy rolling onto her stomach, pushing back so her ass is in the air.  She looks at me over her shoulder, sapphire eyes glittering.  “Abso-fuckin’-lutely.”

SCENE 4
    THE TOWER
    57 TH FLOOR
    11:58am
    While others prepare for lunch, I have one more scene in this first act.  Fortunately for me, he is also in the Tower.  Top floor, as it happens.  Of course, that’s where one keeps a king.
    Richard Galloway is the founder and CEO of Infinity Financial.  Much like Lizbet, he rules with an iron fist.  The people under his command are the best at what they do; find new ways to make more money.
    On the 57 th floor of One Penn Plaza the hive is abuzz with activity.  Employees hustle from one end of the massive level to the other, making sure their West coast business is well underway before leaving for lunch.  Few people ever recognize me arrive with my cart in tow in spite of my heels clicking along the shiny floors.  To them I’m just one more drone adding to the honey pot.
    But I’m not the bee they think me.
    Through recessed speakers Mozart’s Symphony Number 40 softly scores the