Then after about5 minutes, we pulled into the mall parking lot."Are we going to the mall?" I asked."Yeah. I ordered some shoes last week because they ...idn't have my size inthe store. They called me yesterday to tell me they came in. I figured Icould go pick them up and we can hit up the Starbucks in inside," Vanessasaid as she parked the car.Great. Home Depot was bad, CharMe was worst... I got a feeling this isn'tgoing to get any better.We walked into the mall through the JC Penny's entrance.. I lunged forward, balling my fist. I punched hard into his armor. The bronze breastplate rung like a bell. Pain exploded across my knuckles. It knifed through the fog on my mind, banishing it.“Las’s putrid cum!” I howled, my knuckles throbbing. I flexed my fingers, winced. My finger twisted, broken. “Las’s putrid cum and his foul dick!”“Master!” Zanyia gasped in shock. “Why did you do that?”My cheeks warmed as the shame rippled through me. How could I be embarrassed right now. I growled,. About ten o’clock Wayne suddenly came into the room and said, ?Showtime!? and I was back at the club hanging as I had been hanging the time before. The blond girl again came onto the stage and fluffed me so I could be inserted into Kelly’s ass, but as Wayne was guiding me into her anus I realized that there was something different about Kelly. Her hair wasn’t right. The height was just a little bit different. The slave collar was brown rather than black. And she was gagged. Kelly never. There was no office. There was no one to talk with. Only I was there, in this entire silent house.As always, I woke up early and called Megha over Skype. We had an hour-long video conference, just like every day. And soon she had to disconnect and I returned to my boredom.I had my breakfast and started surfing the internet and suddenly a doorbell interrupted me! I got up and opened the door. It was Divya, our maid.Since my wife had gone to her native place, our maid used to come only on the.