I don't really know, but it made me feel better. I buried my face in my phone and walked with a determined pace past the front desk and to the elevato...s. I almost walked into a woman who was getting out of the elevator, but I made it in and pressed the button for “3”. It was one of those short (three-floor) hydraulic elevators, that took forever to get there, only worsening my anxiety. I finally got to his floor, and the sign pointed me to the left. I counted down the room numbers as I walked. Luisa looked up from her tray as her door opened yet again. “Look, I’d just like to finish eating before, oh.” She stopped speaking as her visitor’s military uniform registered. “Uh, sorry?”Her visitor was a man about thirty-five to forty years old. He was only slightly taller than she, at close to one hundred eighty centimeters. He appeared to be of Indian heritage, with skin a shade darker than hers. His lean frame and erect bearing marked him as a military man even more than the simple. Seeing an opportunity, she slipped off the bed and landed on the ground, attempting to get up but falling down. "What did you do to me, bitch!" she said, in a hoarse voice now seeing that she could barely get up."You should try to slowly do it," he said, as she listened and tried."Oh you listened to me how nice," he said as she flipped him off.She could get up and now stared at him, on her bed stroking his dick. Her eyes opened wide as a look of shock consumed her, having a tough time believing. For one Master to havetwo slave girls is not that unusual but this was not heard of that often. Elin was requested urgently to contact her andinvite her to the group. Following TuesdayHilda came together with Elin to tell her odd story. Ittook several Tuesdays to finish her rather astounding story. Many of the girls werefamiliar with the thought of men having two or even four slave girls. Anna hadtold us about her Master B, who had four slave girls and that they came tosubmit to him under his.