I pulled her close as she crumbled into my arms."Why?" she said between sobs."Why what, my little slave?" Why are you bringing me back to him. I thoug...t that you cared for me. What have I done?" spilled out in an almost incoherent jumble of words and sobs."I'm not bringing you back to him. I would never to that to you. You belong to me now." I do? You're not taking me to him?" she said as she began to calm a little."Of course I'm not taking you to him. Not exactly, anyway. I want your help in. ”“Apologies, I am not good with names.”“No worries Justice I’m sure we will become acquainted over the next several months.”I wasn’t sure exactly what she meant but I was excited nonetheless. The excitement was almost overwhelming. I mean I knew what I had signed up for but I couldn’t imagine I’d have my own personal hologram delivered right here in my very own living quarters. Desmond wouldn’t believe me if I told him. Hell, he’d probably shun me. He thought I was completely crazy for even. "Let's call the police and see if they agree that we're done here. Sound good?" Look, I don't even care, just take the bike, you can have it. Keep your money and just take it. You don't need to call the police. I didn't even steal it." Obviously I'm going to take it. It's already mine. And obviously you're not getting any money. You stole it." I didn't steal anything, just take it and go, I don't even care." She was getting nervous now. Very nervous. This was starting to go my way. The. "Ye....yes, I do want to fuck your wife". I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Mark was going to erupt, this poor boy..I should never have allowed it to happen. I sat up, pulling my dress down to hide my soaking wet, used pussy. "Strip off Sam" Mark requested. "What....don't be daft Mark, it just got out of hand". "Sam, unless you want me to show your head the video I made while watching you being tongue fucked by a pupil, you will strip". Shit...he must have seen it all, heard me asking.