Looking further up I saw a smiling brown face; Indian bitch, maybe 18, 19, 20 years old.I was just about to tell her to fuck off when she asked, “Co...uld you tell us the way to the exit? We’re a bit confused.”We? I turned my head slightly; another bare brown belly button with more padding on the tummy. Looking up I noticed this one had bigger knockers and a red dot on the forehead. The face looked older, maybe 35-40 yrs old. Hmmm. Mother and daughter?On the other side of the path, just behind. Beep- I will never hurt you, pet, you must trust me on that. But you need to be punished.I trust you.Beep- Friday, 9pm or I am gone. I will be watching you till then.I look around again as I hear a car drive off. Picking up the box, I go to the sofa and pick up the glass of wine I had been drinking. I have so many questions. How does she know who I am? Where I live? Perhaps someone at the convention that knew me told her. I shuddered at that thought, that someone who knows me a Mistress. He raised himself from her air gushing into her like an inhaling bellows. He tore his still massive tool from her, causing her more pain as it went. He rolled to her right side, and rested for a while, watching as she tried desperately to regain her composure. Feeling fit once more he knelt and effortlessly turned her onto her knees, big black hands on her hips both turning and lifting till she knelt before him in the typical doggy position. He moved between her legs again and the massive tool. All your fears are foolish fancy, maybe You know dear that I’m in love with you! Yours always, Kelly!’ Stunned I grabbed the phone, but realized it was too early to call. I went into the bedroom to take a shower and sleep for a couple of hours. As I opened the door, Kelly was sitting on the side of the bed, rubbing her eyes. Hearing the door open, she jumped up and threw herself at me! ‘Oh, God, Mark. I’m so sorry for what you went though. I love you! I love only you! I’m sorry I never told.