You are mine, you do what I say. I make you happy, Yes?" He paused and looked at me. I nodded slowly, not knowing where he was going with this, he con...inued, "Belle, you agreed to be mine, you understand this right? I keep you safe? I know your needs, yes? I satisfy your needs okay? You must understand. I also have needs. I like discipline, in my work, in my house, in my lover. You must know this. You are mine. I want you to give yourself to me always." I opened my mouth to respond, but he cut. This is a cluster."He answered: "Yeah. Like a needle in a mountain of needles."Two days later, El sent out a recall. "We got word he'll be in the San Diego airport, with his daughter, in five days' time. Form up in the local HQ as soon as you arrive." The 'local HQ' was the exercise room of the small building they rented.The next day, when Joe and Oscar showed up, they went straight to the exercise room. El had outfitted the room with a table for his 'war plans.'"Okay. Here's what I think. We. Maybe she misses it. She told me in great detail how she stroked him and how he responded. She told me about the body lotion and how she loved feeling his slippery warm firm flesh sliding through her fingers and how he got extra excited when she swirled her gooey fingers around the bulbous head of his hard cock. Then she told me how for the coup de grace she reached down to scratch and tickle his balls and tease even further down and how he exploded soon after that. This was unexpected and more. He lifted her up and carried her into the bathroom and there for quite some time cleaned her up; she was like a rag doll, offering no comment as he washed and dried her and then dumped her onto the bed. His only comment as he left was “I bet they will be bragging how they fucked this white woman for days to come”.It was well into the afternoon when he went into her room, she virtually was as he left her, naked lying on her back with just a vacant expression on her face. So rare, in fact almost.