” Carter trailed off.The woman’s face changed its expression from slightly interested to very much interested.“Oh, we have the perfect helper th...n!” she exclaimed, clapping her hands. “Armand!” she then yelled, half turning.Carter was enough uncomfortable as he was. He could not understand what he was doing in a posh store, like this one. Maybe he should just wear his usual clothes.His internal debate was interrupted by the saleswoman talking again.“Armand, dear, the gentleman here is in need. I had always sort of idolised David though. He was in his late fortiesso almost twenty five years older than me. Nothing to look at but atsix foot two his beer belly and bald head never seemed to stop himscoring with pretty women either. But when you drive a Mercedes andthrow money around like water I suppose it helps.I had moved away from home when only twenty and enjoyed my independencebut Dave, as he preferred to be called sort of took me under his wingand nights out at expensive clubs and. "Kill him and deal with the body," Pablo said and started leaving theroom. As my eyes widened with shock, Victoria held his hand and said,"Why don't you give him to me Pablo dear? I think I need a pet."Pablo looked doubtful.Victoria went close to him and nibbled his ear. "Pretty please my Pablo,"she whispered in her sensuous voice."Oh okay. But if he escapes, it's your head."Victoria just smiled and batted her eyelids at him. And he left the room,leaving me alone with this Goddess who had just. "Stewart, what is your favorite fantasy?" Mrs. McGregor asked.Stewart hesitated. Then he said "I like to think about how you make you,you know....errrr....lick you. And when you make me sniff your panties.Sometimes I think about the first time you used the tawse on me.And....well... a couple other things." Does thinking about sucking another slave's cock until he came in yourmouth get you excited?"Stewart blushed. Then in a tiny voice he whispered "Yes, Maam." Do you like it when I masturbate.