Hetried to using his comm to call for help but got no signal, he sent awave of force out from him knocking the dolls over. He could smell gasbeing pu...ped into the area as well. He cursed and tried to move the gasaway from him but he couldn't it was too close in make up to oxygen forhis power to work, to move it he'd have to make his shield air tight andhe hadn't thought to bring a breathing mask. He let out a moan as thegas started to work his cock twitching.He shook his head trying to clear. I’ll show you Monday.” I answered, walking quickly out of the room. I picked up the girls and we headed home. Feeling particularly upbeat due to my plan, I headed to my room and hooked the device up to my home computer. I made sure all the settings were correct, made sure to keep an open link with the computer and device and went to Sarah’s room. I knocked on the door, and heard a muffled ‘hold on’. “What do you want?” She asked, clearly impatient with me. Her hair was uncharacteristically. It was 12.50pm, the time I was told to park up. I got a text telling me to cross the road and enter a flat, the entrance to it, being behind a shopping precinct.I nervously walked across the road, went around the back, and up some steps to a door, which had a camera attached to it, so I was clearly being watched.I knocked the door, and after what seemed like ten minutes, but must have been seconds, Mistress slowly opened the door.Mistress had long blonde hair, bright red lipstick, she was. Danka knew that she should have been upset, because she had just been horribly cheated by her co-conspirators. The Bishop’s stallion was worth far more the horse she had been given. However, she was more relieved than anything else. Both she and the Bishop’s stallion were much better off being separated. She did not have the means to take proper care of such a fine horse and she couldn’t use him or sell him without drawing attention. She had exchanged a horse she couldn’t use for one she could.