I don't know what happened with my AzassMaster but suffice it to say He made me His totally submissive and subservient slutty sex slave and fuck toy ...hat night! Becoming His property quickly occurred as soon as i anxiously made love to His cock with my mouth. I deep throated Him, i rimmed Him; i spent just about an hour worshipping His magnificient manhood before He commanded me to stand up and then bend down over the side of my couch as He was going to teach me how to provide Him with pleasue. And on other occasions He would pull my face into His crotch to service Him. Once in awhile He would hand feed me from His plate. When He was finished eating He would put some food on His plate, place the plate on the floor and with the command ‘Eat’ walk off. After I was finished eating, I would go to Master, kiss His hand and thank Him for the food. Early in my training I didn’t do this. And He dragged me into the bathroom off the hallway, stuck a finger down my throat and made me regurgitate. He was pleased overall with his performance, but vowed to himself never to make the same mistake when firing another gun again. He had refrained from taking the guns from the two men he had shot for precisely that reason.He was also puzzling over why he hadn't simply shot the third man. There was no obvious reason other than the fact that the other two had immediately reached for their guns while the third man had stood frozen. He knew that wasn't the reason however, there was something else. She was desperate to get home before her husband woke up. JM asked her if she wanted to shower and she refused and hurriedly pulled on her underwear and dress and ran out of the villa. The driver was in the van and JM asked him to drive them to the hotel. He delayed a little, pretending to look for the car keys, to allow me time to get home.Meanwhile, as soon as I saw my wife get ready to leave, I hurried out and spotted a motor cycle taxi to get me back to the hotel. Less than ten minutes.