In a nutshell Bob thought that quite a number of them were hot.He talked with a number of these ladies during what remained of the cocktail hour and t...ied to give each of them some sort of a compliment. At six foot four inches he had also matured and was referred to by the girls as a "Hunk." His bantering with them and his nice smile as well as his apparent sincere compliments caused a few to moisten their panties.For the meal, seating was assigned. He noticed that his table partners were all. Katie’s whole body turned red as she recognized her friend.“Brenda!”“Hey, sis!” Brenda greeted.“Sis?” asked Katie.“We’re sister slaves now!” Brenda exclaimed. “I’ve been waiting for you to become Master’s. I submitted right away. We are going to have so much fun together.”She glanced down at Katie’s crotch.Hmmm, landing strip, not shaved like me.“Together?” Katie asked, her eyes looking over to Boratus.Brenda started to explore Katie’s body with her hands. “Mmmmm, yes, serving Master, playing. “Yes, Mistress,” I said, bowing my head.I bent over the table and placed my hands behind my head. Mistress Victoria grabbed a leather paddle from the armoire and walked up behind me. The paddle came down quickly on my bare bottom, each cheek taking the same amount of strikes. Ten a cheek. My ass was stinging and pink.“Tibor, would you like to continue?” Victoria asked.“Yes,” Tibor said.Tibor did not take the paddle but instead used the flat of his hand on my bottom. It seemed to sting even. If I do not do that man's bidding, I know the next one he hires will not give a fig for anything that man plans to do to them. Xavier surely has something dreadful planned. Maybe I can keep them safe or at the very least, warn them. Merde! I am as good as dead just for having these thoughts. What the fuck is wrong with me? I have never before cared about the fate of those upon whom I spy. Why these people? Putain! With Xavier being the way he is, I am bound to get myself killed acting like.