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Danielle beat him to the men's room by just a few seconds, and was relieved to find all three stalls unoccupied. As she started to inspect each of them for cleanliness, her pursuer burst into the room, the door slamming open and crashing into the wall. He scanned the room for her and found her quickly, catching her gaze and walking towards her with a fast and confident stride.

Danielle's already-sopping pussy juiced harder as he closed the gap between them. He was moving like a predator picking off easy prey, and Danielle was deeply aroused by his self-assuredness. Her knees and elbows were jittery as he planted himself directly in front of her. As he reached up to grab her arm, she gasped.
He grabbed her upper arm firmly, as if, despite all of her advances, he thought there was some shred of possibility that she would object. She didn't. He pulled her into the handicap stall.

"There is more room in this one," he said, Danielle soaking in his sonorous bass for the first time.

"OK," was all she could muster, at least without revealing her wavering tone.

Pressing her shoulders against the wall, he forced his mouth onto hers and kissed her deeply. Her view obstructed, Danielle fumbled for his belt. This caused him to grab her wrist and break the kiss.

"Hold on," he said. "I feel like this is a once in a lifetime opportunity here, and I don't want to blow it, but who the hell is that guy you were sitting with?"

"He's my..." Danielle paused, realizing that she had never explained her situation to anyone, other than the other girls who had been through the same initiation. How do you explain to someone that you have a master? She considered synonyms with nicer connotations: owner, boss, possessor...none of them seemed right. She considered lying, too: brother, cousin, plutonic friend. She would never be able to convince him of any of those. To fill the void of silence created by her stalling, she caved and gave her original answer.

"He's my master."

"Your master? What does that mean?"

Finding relief in her honesty, that technique proved contagious.

"I am his sexual slave. We came to Miami so that we could explore my whorish tendencies while remaining somewhat anonymous. We are here right now because he told me to identify a man in the restaurant that I found attractive, flirt with him, and then bring him to the bathroom and fuck him. And I chose you."

His erection was fighting to be released from his shorts, and as she explained he gripped her wrist harder and harder.

"So, just to be clear, this is something you want, right? You are not just doing it because he wants you to?"

Danielle opted for physical proof over words. "Feel how wet my pussy is and see if you have any doubts."

.....

Meanwhile out in the dining room, Russell turned to the table that had mocked her for flashing.

"Hey, you," he said specifically to the guy who spoke.

"Yeah?" he responded, unintimidated by Russell's superior strength while surrounded by his crew.

"You know that girl you called out?"

"Yeah?" he repeated.

"She just took that guy into the bathroom to fuck him."

"Sounds like you got yourself a real winner, pal," he said. His friends chuckled at his attempt at humor. "Your girl leaves you at your table to go bang a stranger?"

"She did it because I told her to. She does whatever I tell her to."

"Whatever you tell her to, huh?" said the guy as he started to understand his meaning.

"Whatever, whoever, wherever, whenever," said Russell driving home the point. "I will pay for your meal if you help me out."

"What do you want us to do?"

"Follow them in there, catch the whole thing on your camera phone. I need proof that she is being obedient to my command. When it is all done, bring it back here and transfer the video to my phone, and your breakfast is on me."

Two of the boys were already on their way before Russell even offered to pay. Did they really need incentive to do this?

.....

Danielle was vaguely aware of the door opening, but assumed, reasonably, that it was a patron who needed to use the

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