I thought he might be making breakfast, our Saturday morning ritual. The apartment, though, was too quiet. Then I remembered him telling me, the eveni...g before, he had a few hours work to do at his office. After lunch, he'd promised, the weekend was for us. Perhaps the sound of the door closing behind him had woke me. The clock read a bit past twenty minutes after eight, an hour past my weekday wake up time. My ***** would have been shallow. I thought I'd like to see him, in his pretty charcoal. Two... three."Slowly, as if waking from a deep peaceful sleep, Carl opened his eyes and looked around the room. "How do you feel Mr. Ashton?" I asked."Oh I feel great Doctor, absolutely great." That's excellent, now please, do stay right there while I make a call to my... handyman." Again as with Vicky, Carl reacted instantly the word was out of my mouth. He grabbed a hold of his crotch and started squeezing his cock through the thin white material of his chinos. Peter then yelled 'cut'. Carl. The red lipstick a much brighter shade than she would ever have chosen. She realised she no longer had her own identity. She truly was Ebony Black and she belonged to Master.As she put the card key into the room door, she felt her heart pounding as if it was going to break out of her body just like Meat Loaf in Bat Out Of Hell. She did not know what to expect. Whether Master would be there when she got there or not. She was also apprehensive about the sex she knew was almost a certainty to. Then I reached down to pull her panties off and threw them on the floor. She had an untrimmed bush, with those tight curls black women have. I grabbed her hand and put it on my cock through my pants. I told her he wants to come out and play, made her pull my pants off and my cock sprung up in her face as she bent down to pull them off. I said kiss him while you are down there, show me what you can do. She got down on her knees and slid her mouth on me and slid up and down on my shaft. I aid.