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The widowed Indian businesswoman living across the hall from him was of no interest to Daniel Saunders… Until she made him take notice! And in a way that thrilled as much as it emasculated him. He was, she told him, just the English Manservant she had been searching for. “Cupping his balls beneath a pair of black lycra underpants, I could feel upon the heel of my hand the erection arrowing up to his midriff and felt even greater confidence in regard of my ability to master this handsome Englishman. In fact, so great was my own arousal that it took every ounce of my willpower not to throw him to the floor and ride him to nirvana, just like the beast-of-burden I intended him to be for me. He would be ridden. Of that there was no doubt. But only when he had been totally broken and would regard my slipping into the saddle as not only just but… natural.”