The convoy was on the move and the hour was nearing early noon.It took a while for both women to transmit a message back, as Zax taught them. They wer... lamenting on the new kind of danger that was made known to them, reflecting on the manner to respond.‘Our families ... our friends... ‘ For the very first time in their relationship Zax heard a tone he did not recognize, directed at him from Anet.‘Take the communicators back, Zax. We need time to think with no distractions’. Zetsa hurriedly. Once we arrive I let him open my door and linger a bit with my leg parted as I pretend to reach down to examine my hose covered leg, I look up into his eyes and wink at him. He asked for a booth and we are seated side by side, we enjoy a few drinks and I take his hand once again and by now Dave feels relaxed with me, he leans over and kisses me as we entwine our tongues and I feel his hand slide up my dress, I open my legs to receive his gentle touches as he probes my wet pussy and I moan into. ?You are learning. I will train you to be a good slave and a good slut. Now thank your Master for all that he is doing for you.?I love the slave thanking her Master. It emphasizes the slave’s helplessness. As Liz started to thank me for training her, for allowing her to lick my ass, for allowing her to piss, wiping her cunt, and making her swallow the piss soaked tissues. I felt it was a good first session and told her that she was making progress in becoming the slave that I want her to be. ?I. I grabbed my lunch and quickly hurried to the lobby, hoping to share the elevator ride back to the 48th with my dream girl. Unfortunately, she was gone. The afternoon work grind was tough. I kept alternating between work and day dreaming. I couple of new audit assignments rolled into my In-Box, so I decided to stay late and play catch-up. The offices emptied quickly. I took a quick stroll around the office about seven o’clock. I was the only one left. I stepped down the hallway to the.