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She seamed a little leery when he introduced himself but that could just be unease with a stranger approaching her. She did have a pleasant personality unlike many of the other mistresses who were die hard dikes that had very little to do with males. He also saw the same laxness in the discipline of her slave kneeling at her feet Sapphire had noticed earlier. Based on what he had learned about this slave being to careless around her could get Mistress Cole into trouble eventually. While he wasn’t against her falling in to that trap Master Sanders also wasn’t fond of the idea of someone else getting their hands on her. If this mistress did end up on the wrong end of a leash he wanted to be the one holding it. Even with her leeriness about his presence he was soon sitting across from her at her table. He even got her to share a bottle of wine with him as they ate dinner together. They talked mostly about business unrelated to the training and use of sex slaves in an attempt to temporarily avoid the elephant in the room. Though as the manager of the restaurant approached the table this soon was going to become impossible. The manager's presence was the moment his plans hit the point of no return. While he hadn’t broached the subject of training slaves nonetheless he still wanted to see her reaction so he gave the go ahead. Now as the manager left Mistress Cole was eyeing him and Master Sanders with a suspicious look on her face. He figured she knew of indian the other mistresses he’d managed to enslave since the incidents had unfortunately made him a minor celebrity within the organization. While the enslavement of Janet Watson, her daughters plus the two members of her board, and their daughters, along with the two personal assistants were his most recent conquests he had also been responsible for several others. He was the one they discovered what current Kennel Bitch and former Mistress Melissa Hardman was up to then exposed it. He even had had set up her enslavement to happen at that auction where he first sampled the Sisters. The one he was best respected for and the most proud of was a Mistress Mei Yomagato. Of a Japanese and Filipino pedigree that bitch had been one of those sadistic diehard lesbian dikes that was disliked or hated even by other mistresses. Besides the satisfaction of taking her down he ended up with his favorite brothel because of her. Granted the Kennel Club wasn’t her brothel but instead it was her home and workplace as an organizational slave trapper. Yet the property was ideal for the purpose thanks to her modifications for processing and training freshly captured slaves. He just needed to modify the upstairs to fit fantasy fulfillment requirements. She even provided the leverage necessary to keep unwanted people from looking to close at the operation. He even came up with a amateur use for the theater she use to to auction off her product from. Now this accomplishment wasn’t really known until after the incident with Janet Watson. Seemed to add to the totality nicely, judging by the rising note in his whimpers. She understood that it was only a matter time before the horny dog would decide to fuck her again. Date with My Aunt “Sometimes I miss you.” "It is not the same as Sri Lanka, but it is very peaceful. Well, the vodka kicked back in and I reached up under my skirt and pulled down my indian tights, rolled them up and threw them amateur onto the sofa. She grabbed his lower lip in between her teeth and pulled on it until it snapped back against his own teeth. "Sweeeett!" I ran downstairs into the studio and went to the prop closet and got a box with some various items in it regarding bdsm. I couldn’t help myself as I continued to jerk my erect shaft up and down and in between her titties. You push your pussy into my face and I feel your juices spray against my chin. She wasn't happy but I was having a grand old time. He pulled my head up and then I felt my body flying up and then I realized I was landing on my bedroom floor. I would overwhelm her when time resumed, smothering her mind in more bliss than any human had ever felt in a single instance.