I wasn't foolish enough to think i was the only toy she used, the thought of her with another woman had never crossed my mind.Mistress knew this woman...was everything i didn't find attractive about women, and i wanted her. (just because i am a sub to Mistress does not mean that i don't enjoy vanilla sex, or using a lil slut of my own.)when she was within Mistresses' reach, she grabbed this woman by the collar and roughly pulled her in very close, almost nose to nose with Mistress. Mistress. “How long have you been fully trained, girl?”“Some six months, Master.” Another shudder. It was obviously painful to go back in time. Better to live from day to day. But I enjoyed opening old wounds.“So you were trained for two months. Perhaps a little more?”“Y-Yes, M-Master...” Those blue eyes, now looking a little more despairing, gazed at me imploringly, as if begging me to ask no more questions.“Is that a normal length of time for training a slave?”“I... I think so, Master. S-Some train. Maybe that would do some good and make the trip a little less hectic.He finally arrived in Brussels with his sanity intact and was met by the man he had hired so long ago. He had found a wonderful place for them to stay, a nice little bungalow with a small garden, surrounded by a high block wall. It was his for the next three years and was paid for by the company. He had picked it out himself since it was close to the new site and convenient to the local daycare facility. He wanted the twins to. ‘K, looking forward to it’ Cris replied, even tho he was dreading the day more than anticipating it.Missy called him Saturday morning before heading out to tell him bye and chat a bit. She made a point of telling him what time they left, which Cris found a bit odd, but not completely out of character for her.His friend Brian called, and they caught a matinee and walked around the mall before it was time for Cris to head for the girls’ house. He had made up his mind by now, and knew what he was.