This was to be our secret, it was in no one’s interests to have the story come out at any time. The plan was to have them sit down and then I’d co...e on – after Wes had locked the door! I heard them come in, lots of laughing and the sound of bottles clinking together. I peeked out and there was Brian looking as gorgeous as ever along with Wes and four others that I knew by sight. Perfect! Once they were sitting down Wes started the music and I flung open the door and strutted out onto the stage. She kept muttering in whispered pants, "Yes, mistress, sorry mistress, thank you, mistress." I regained some strength and pulled myself up and unlocked her from the wall and proceeded to dress her wounds and clean her up. I fitted her with a leather cross body harness, and pulled out of the washroom and back to the training.PROMOTIONThe next morning, a house slave awakened me and commanded me to come with her. I was informed that my little Arab girl trainee was now ready to do the tasks I had. Suddenly I realised this k** was having an eyefull, as my coat had parted on the other side facing him, and as I was busy hooking the older guy, this k** was really looking deep into my soul.Thankfully, the next thing to him was a wall, so what he saw was him only, so with that, I sat glued to my screen, looking intently, but watching him in my perifal vision.He was moving so uncomfortablely, that I decided, well I cant stop him if I dont know he is looking, so making sure no one else was aware. Then she looked straight at me and my insides did a somersault, as her soft brown eyes melted away any doubts that I wanted her.I smiled back, and acknowledged her, wondering what the hell to do next, but didn't have to worry about it. A smile that would have lit up the street outside flashed across her face, and she walked towards me, her hips swinging lightly to emphasize her shapely body, her breasts, ample, but not too large, swaying in time with her steps, suggesting that maybe, just.