We breathed a sigh of relief when they eventually let us go after Angela had given a statement. I doubted very much we'd hear from them further. We dr...ve back to the cottage slowly. Angela pointed out various places of interest. This was her manor; I was the visitor. I felt a certain reluctance to get back into the world of Russian ikons and Chechen Mafia. The morning walk, the weather and, not least, our growing intimacy, had lulled me into a false sense of well-being. Now it was time to. ”Michelle felt butterflies swarm in her stomach, “What surprise, Master?”She could practically hear him smiling over the phone, “You will have to come here to find out. The sooner the better.”“Damn” Michelle thought to herself. Her desires were pushing her logic over the cliff. She swallowed deeply, “I’ll be right there. I need to pick something up at the apartment.”“Good. I will look forward to seeing you, slave.”Michelle loved the way he said slave. It made her wet in all the right places.. This isn’t my league, I should go. Then I remember what’s up four floors – Zelda. I met her at the arch welding class on Greystone Ave. in the Bronx. She couldn’t have looked more than eighteen or nineteen but she tried to put it off like she was twenty five. She’s been nice to me, actually, since the class started last month. We even went to the Blue Bay for lunch a few times. She was for a good lot of that time pretty quiet. I also remember that day after class when she had a fresh, blue. Once I forced her to masturbate in a crowd, another time I had her suck my cock in a restaurant bathroom and one time she was so in heat I made her suck one of my friends cocks and swore to her if she didn’t I wouldn’t even lay a pinky on her swollen pussy. This time I think I will give her what she really needs. It took a little bit of extra effort to get it all together but it will be well worth it. I heard her car pull into the garage right on time. She walked through the door and headed.