”Natalia nodded curtly as she watched the waiter preparing the bottle with precise movements. A waitress brought a delicate champagne glass and a sm...ll dish of delicious looking finger food. With a soft pop the waiter had removed the bottle’s cork and after he briefly had smelled the cork he said with a genuine smile as he carefully poured the sparkling rose liquid into the glass, “Madame. The amuse is especially chosen to go with the Dom Pérignon; a wild salmon mousse on a homemade brioche. Jolie. Now kneel and worship her properly." I hadsubconsciously placed my hands together in front of my crotch, archingmy ass out and my tits forward, mostly to hide my growing erection, butalso because it had been beaten into me that is how a slut shouldstand.I quickly dropped to my knees, keeping my hands in my lap, and restingmy ass on my heels, as I gazed longingly up at my new Mistress. "Wow,this is great!" Mistress Angelina exclaimed. "She'll do whatever Iwant?" "Blindfold her," she. Tom picked up his phone. He had disconnected it Wednesday or so. It was Just bothersome. Reattaching the line, Tom sat the phone next to the answering machine that constantly flashed that it had eight messages it couldn't wait to tell. Against his better judgment, Tom pressed the play button."Tom, this is Sharon from work..." Tom hit the next button, unwilling to listen to his boss' voice."Tom, Sharon?" NEXT."Hey, it's Sharon again?" NEXT."We're getting worried?" NEXT."Where are you, Tom?". About me,about Monique, about who I was, about anything.I wondered out into the hall and saw Monique and someone who must beVeronica sitting at the counter having coffee. I don't think I had seenVeronica before last night but one look at her legs and I was sure shewas the girl I spent 30 minutes in the back of the limo licking andsucking on her pussy. Veronica had this long glossy straight blackhair that, with her name, immediately made you think of the Archiecomic. It had the swoop over.