‘Come here.’ Brad ordered, with a stern look on his face. ‘In order for this to work, you have to do as I say, you understand?’ I nodded. ‘G...od. Firstly, you are to call me Sir, or Master.’ He said. ‘Secondly, you must kneel when you’re around me unless specified later. Follow?’ ‘Yes…’ I hesitated. ‘Master.’ ‘Mmm,’ he nodded his head. ‘Learning quickly. You must put my pleasure above anything else. You must not flirt with anyone else and you must not play with yourself unless I tell you to.’. "With that, she introduced him to the other men in the room who all treated him courteously and friendly as one would expect being a friend of Missy's. There were six men in all. At the moment, they were all dressed fashionably in the latest casual style.Tyrone, the man who had answered the door, made the first move. He grabbed Missy's hand and led her over to the coffee table. Towering over her, he bent down to give her an increasingly passionate kiss. When he slightly pulled away he gently. Even so, I have to say I never saw him like that before." "Well, he's never been through anything like this, right?" "No. Not that I know of, at least. Still, he just said stuff and some of it stuck in my head, and it got me thinking." "About whether I dated Nate or Mitch?" "Sort of. Anyway, never mind. It's not important." He put his arm around her waist and pulled her to him. "What's important is that we're here and you're leaving soon and I have playoffs to worry about." "Yeah." Ryan's smile. I need a strong man." But Marcus could not findanyone suitable and he agreed to examine the woman.The girl was pretty and looked healthy enough. His father had trainedhim well in assessing slaves, and he examined her more closely. Helifted her head, while the girl looked at him warily. She had no obviousscars or blemishes. Marcus looked at the corners of her eyes, and hadher open her mouth to check her teeth. He studied her, unsure."Look Marcus, I know she's a girl but she would be able to care.