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Where are you? It is so cold! She allowed her mind to escape to a warm destination.
    The woman on stage danced in rhythm to the loud sensual music. Yet, her distant gaze told another story. Her mind heard a private song, one she held near to her heart, a place she didn’t share with others. Troy watched as she shimmied and moved in sync. It was hot, erotic, and carnal. The few other men in the audience were obviously aroused by the performance. Troy was too distracted. He worried about Diana and Nicole. Shit! How the fuck did his concerns now include a woman he didn’t even know by name until a half an hour ago?
    He’d turned on his phone when he took his seat in the club: five messages from Diana! She was so sorry , she wanted to see him , and she wanted to show him how sorry she was… His resolve melted. Yes, he liked the idea of controlling her. He relished the idea of disciplining her for her insolence. However, more than anything he loved her. He texted back, I have something I must resolve. I promise I will be to your apartment this evening. We will work everything out. I love you.
    “Master Troy, Master Clinton said you requested my services?" Troy looked up from his phone. Before him, in the skimpy waitress uniform with her wet hair secured back into a messy bun was Nicole.
    “Yes, Nicole, thank you for coming out to me." He gestured to the other chair at his table. “Please, join me.”
    Her expression was a combination of panic and terror, “I am sorry, Master. I am a slave. I am not worthy of a chair. May I service you?”
    Troy immediately understood he would not engage Nicole in a public conversation. “Nicole, I would rather spend time with you... alone, away from others.”
    Her eyes remained diverted. “Yes, Master Troy. Please follow me. I will gladly take you to a private room.”
    Diana’s body temperature plummeted below ninety-eight. She opened her eyes as the pummeling of ice ceased. In front of her cold blue body, she could see Liam, his golden hair tussled and blue eyes dancing. She watched the corners of his lips curve upward as he turned off the water. “Well, good morning, Sunshine."
    She liked his pleasant voice. His earlier tenor scared her more than she’d known possible. Her eyes opened wide as he carelessly ripped the tape from her lips and removed the gag. She recognized the material. It was her red thong. She fought to speak, “Good morning, Sir.”
    “Master.”
    Diana stared at his face. She knew there was no question or deliberation. He was proclaiming his status. It wasn’t for her to question. “Master Liam, may I please get out of this tub. I am very cold."
    He extended his hand, like a heated blanket. Her wrists were no longer bound. She wearily reached and he seized her petite hand. His warmth transcended her fingers, arm, and flowed to her body. At that moment, there was nothing she wouldn’t do for the blue eyes that held her gaze. He wrapped her in a plush towel. The scent of fabric softener filled her senses as she relished the warmth of the terrycloth and his embrace.
    After a few minutes, she felt the pressure on her shoulder causing her to kneel. He didn’t need to direct; she knew her place. With reverence, she worshiped his cock. Her only purpose became her greatest desire: to please him. She did. Although her cunt begged for attention, Diana concentrated on her Master. Her efforts were rewarded as his semen filled her. His words brought her back to reality. She fought the fog and listened. “Who is your master?”
    “Master Liam, it is only you.”
    “What about Troy?”
    “Sir, I am at your disposal. Master, my body is yours. If you decide, I will service Troy. But, it is your decision." Diana lowered her eyes after seeing Liam’s grin. She felt confident that she’d pleased her master.
    “I have called for a pick-up. My dear, you are now my slave. Is that true?”
    Diana looked up from her position on her knees, “Yes, Master.”
    “Will you do