In an attempt to placate him she suggested he could trigger the hypnosis tonight after the party. All he had to do was say the phrase and she would be...his to command. It was said partly to appease him but mostly to regain his interest. Saying it with a saucy wink she thought to bring him out of the fractious mood. Taking his silence for approval of the idea she assumed he was thinking it through so gave him some encouragement. She quietly mentioned it would be possible for her to leave off. A family of eight has been enslaved. The master intends to train them and sell them at a high price. They are a good looking group and we should be able to sell them at a large profit when we sell them as a group. There are eight of them. There are five experienced and three fresh, with four females and four males. They are a combination of parents, offspring, siblings and cousins. I like the youngest girl. She looks cute and I am waiting for the master to order me to fuck her. He had her last. My breathing that I was trying to regulate became heavy and urgent as I was caught so off guard and it gave me an adrenaline rush. I cannot move. You kiss my lips, my neck, my chest. The floor bell dinged and the door opened sooner than we wanted, and a man and woman entered. I was completely flushed from what had just happened and getting partially caught. We giggle and the door opens again on your floor and we rush out. Once at your door you kiss me again while fumbling to get the card key in. The two cameramen slipped into the room carrying mobile professional style video cameras on their shoulders. I watched with horror building inside me as their equipment was connected up to cables like umbilical cords through to a hole in the bottom of the wall. I knew these were additional cameras to catch my every twitch, scream and grimace for the sadistic owners I would never meet. I became fixated with the cameras on those long black cables snaking across the floor which connected my image.