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 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 asian 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 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. He had managed to keep his involvement secret until then. Unfortunately to take down Watson he had to make his ownership of the brothel known plus he wanted to be there to see the look on her face when it happened. Yet as an unintentional side affect he was now getting a suspicious look from another potential target. He could see the way Mistress Cole was now keeping a close watch on not only him but everyone else in the restaurant especially the exits. Deciding the time had come to acknowledge the elephant in the room he went ahead and told her to go ahead and ask him the question she needed answered. “Are you japanese trying to spring a trap to enslave me Master Sanders? Because I can tell you right now it’s not going to work. While I don’t travel the normal circles within the organization for this vary reason I have taken precautions before coming here.” Master Sanders could tell by her tone of voice when she said the part about taking precautions she was bluffing but he decided to gage her reaction to the prospect of becoming his slave but at the same time try and distract her some when he answered. “While I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t out to get a Handjobs collar around your throat. What that conversation was about was part of my Slave Wife’s training. Any plans I have for having my way with your helpless body before giving you to my dogs and finally putting you in my brothel will involve more than a whispered conversation with a restaurant manager.” While he mentioned what he wanted to do with her he was pleasantly surprised by her reaction. I was glad that Jon gave us a chance to dry-off before we went home, it was cold outside when we came. His cock buried to the hilt in my convulsing bowels. This sounded appealing since it had been a few days since I was able to give my sister money for smack (and head). Straddling my legs, she stood over me. I slid back in the chair in awe as she lowered herself onto me. Her soaked pussy engulfed me, and she started to slowly ride my cock while staring deep into my eyes. japanese She nodded her head and as she laid back, I pushed a finger in her, trying to loosen her up a little. “You know exactly what I mean.” Leila was breathing heavily now, her tits glistening with sticky cum and sweat, her pussy dribbling its secretions down her butt crack as the tempo of her finger fucking increased. “Dating? She was my friend, but she was also superficial. He groaned in response, body shuddering as he bit his lip, panting heavily in time with his animal thrusts. Trish kept her pussy shaved baby-bare, and her fleshy pussy mound had a perfect-looking crack running right down the middle of it, which completely hid all of the other parts of her pussy (including her clitoris) from view, when she was in a standing position. Once again, Mom was sat gripping the steering wheel as the lights changed to red and we slowed to a stop as the late afternoon sunshine flared through the windscreen. Oh boy did she love that word it was making her feel so free and sexual. When his shirt was off you could see a defined V that I always enjoyed looking at. I asked Paul if he had any cash and told him I’d pay him back many times over. asian “No, but we have the same lunch period.” Drew grinned and slapped Brad’s arm. He shrugged again, Handjobs "I'm not sure. Dawn in spite of herself was in another world. Fred also reminds him that both he and Diane need passports.