The room was just a little bigger than a restroom stall and had a small wooden bench in the back. I hit the up and down buttons scanning through the ...arious channels looking for something that would grab my attention. The random images caused my cock to stir a bit, but I was far from hard yet.All of a sudden the door to my booth began to open and I quickly held it shut as though someone was unexpectedly trying to open the bathroom door on me. I reached down to lock the door to find that. His willingness for Violet to become His collar submissive, was the direct result of progress made under his immediate patronage and ongoing personal slave training in the preceding year. Violet had started to refer to John Major as Master or Abang, the latter endearingly meaning Older Brother in the local vernacular. Becoming a collar submissive meant that their relationship gradually intensified. Violet’s visits from her home in the suburbs to his condominium in downtown Medan became regular. "You did, what did you get him?" Well, you remember when he called me a few days after his birthday, he kept hinting how much he would love that art set from the art supply store?" "Oh my god Sasha, you got that for him? That isn't cheap." I know Monica, but he has been working so hard keeping an A+ average, and he is working part-time, so I just feel he deserves to be rewarded." Okay, I agree. But Sasha, what if he says he wants that red pick up truck, you going to get that for him?" No. He glanced around before climbing the ladder to the fighter platform, "I was told you are the best fighter."I glanced at him and waited and he frowned, "we are ranked number one."I stilled waited and he put his hands on his hips, "we will knock your machine into scrap."I smiled but remained silent and he cleared his throat, "don't you speak?"I stood silently and pulled one small plastic card from a slim shoulder pocket. I handed it to him and he looked at it before snorting, "we do not spilt.