The Interview
Marcus
I knew I’d get her back. Just a matter of time. When Amanda reported what happened my excitement grew. Heather needed a strong dominant, not some weak female easily swayed by youth, beauty and limpid eyes.
Amanda gave the details, how Heather had tested her domme, like most slaves do, due to jealousy. Yet, it wasn’t my intent to mess up Louise’s little party. Really. Not the reason I sent Amanda. All I wanted was a set of eyes, but whatever possessed Louise to shove Heather in the background and make Amanda the showpiece for those two other bitches sure worked out for me. Apparently they gave Amanda quite a workout too. When Amanda arrived at my place later that day the limp was obvious. And when I ordered her to kneel and give her report she moved carefully, as if
