’ She woke up, smiled, and looked a little embarrassed as she remembered the fantasies that she had told him. He leaned forward and she did too, thi...king he wanted to kiss her, but he quickly put his hand on her lower back and said ‘Pixie’. She slumped forward and he had to catch her. She was a very good subject. ‘Are you awake?,’ he asked her. ‘Yessss, Master.’ ‘Good girl, how do you feel?’ ‘I feel good master.’ ‘You can’t remember your name can you?’ ‘No.’ He felt clever to have planted. It was a prudent decision. If we won our first league playoff game that afternoon, I would be firing fastballs at him on Thursday. Those protectors work well, but they're not perfect.Despite our record and our sixth seed, the rest of the league was well aware that we were the defending state champions. And because we hadn't played the third-seeded team, Hillside High School, this year in league play, they were a little nervous about facing us. We exploded in the top of the third inning for four. She had been taken from having a good time with her teenage boyfriend, humiliated and turned out by her father, and now she knew the truth about her friend down the street. Beneath the veneer of normality, the semblance of suburbia, I was a world trade slaver. I had trained slaves for Oil Barons, for Senators, Heads of State, and Movie stars. My slaves toured with rock bands and comedians, my slaves were the best in the world. It was my duty to train Rachel. Then I would sell her to the. I pulled her towards me and sniffed her ass cheeks and smelled her asshole through the panties which I gifted her last month.“May I remove this Rose?” I asked before getting a green light I used my teeth to remove her panties just the way she removed my underwear earlier that day. I kissed her soft toned legs and meaty thighs on my way down.“Why don’t you remove your clothes? It will help in this dry climate.”“But sir, I wish to keep my shirt.”I showed a face of disappointment, but she wasn’t.