Vivian and Sabrina had almost fallen into his lap and both had proven to be easy to break and train. He, of course, had had the necessary background c...ecks done on them, proving they were indeed orphans with no other relatives to provide complications. There had been the medical and psychological examinations proving them worthy of enslavement, then the weeks of breaking and training -- and now the piece de resistance, their showcasing at the Club this evening.Each put on her wrap and he. "Claire took her time moving from the door, past the kitchen and to thesteps, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. She took off herpumps before walking up the stairs. The 12-block walk from Jason's housewas brutal on her already blistered feet from her night of nonstopdancing. She danced all night with Jason at the frat party, a type offoreplay that sent Claire's hormones through the roof. The bumping andgrinding and fingering at the party sent both Claire and Jason'shormones into. Nina's hands clenched into fists as the next blows landed, but she made no sound, other than a sharp intake of breath as each blow landed.The waitress appeared with Gretchen's glass of wine, setting it off to one side of the table. Gretchen thanked her, then said, "Put your tray down, and get under the table. Watching this is getting to me." Yes, Mistress. With pleasure." The young girl went to her knees, and then crawled under the table. When Gretchen felt the girl's hands on her knees, she. My hips straddled her legs now and my eyes were roaming over her flesh. She was exquisite. I allowed the palms of my hands to slide down the sides of her torso as I glided them down to her lower back. The CD was playing softly, a soothing number for sensual massages. My lips turned up in a smile when I heard her murmur a soft “Oh…” as my palms reached their destination. The firmness in her lower back signaled a little more pressure was needed from the hands. I cupped her waist, which fit nicely.