” I continued; “I suppose you should give her my phone number she really doesn’t need to grovel in person, on the phone will be OK.”That got m... a swat and after she refilled her cup and mine, Beth called Connie. She did not give her the phone number, just my address. Then she told Connie that if she wanted the best coffee in the world, she needed to get over to the next building and come to my apartment.It turned out that Connie lived in the complex that was on the backside of my yard. Five. ‘Like I said, I was kidnapped.’ I replied, hoping to avoid the whole ‘Greta’ story. ‘How were you kidnapped?’ The Mistress asked curiously. ‘Were you attacked in the street?’ She finished posing the question and dangled an easy answer. ‘Yes, exactly.’ I answered, grasping at the less embarrassing answer. With a pat on the head of her assistant the assistant stood up and tossed the cloak off her shoulders and it fell on her back like a cape. Her whole front and sides were exposed to my view.. "Is Darius willing to buy back the lowly cunt?" Perhaps, but all that matters nought if you don't take that cock," answered Tanya.But the "perhaps" was all Mioki had to hear. If there remained even the slightest chance that she could be reunited with him, she would gladly submit to a herd of the largest stallions.Mioki would have preferred to meet her challenge face up, but she was told to strip completely, then roughly grabbed and thrown face down across a specially designed rail. Her head. Face it, lover boy, she’s gone.’ I thought back to the new, dirty green costume she wore, the creepy look she had that didn’t seem to come from prosthetics or make-up. If Catwoman was right, I was too late. Of course, being the macho male that I am, I refused to accept that. She said it to hurt me, or bring me back to the crisis at hand. I sniffed. ‘How much for a blow job from Catwoman?’ She smiled, almost warmly, sliding the whip around my shoulders and pulling herself to me. ‘That one was.