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He did not look too convinced so I pushed it a little further. “Look, I am not being a prick here. You obviously did not know I was going to be coming along. But for all I know, you guys are kidnappers and once I hand over my Principal and I are screwed. So how about you just check it with the boss and then if he does not agree, my Principal and I will happily just take a lift back to the airport and we will be out of your hair.” He nodded as though it was all a bit of a pain for him and speed dialled on his mobile and muttered briefly. I am fairly sure I saw him smirk a little as he closed down the call. We both walked back to the car as he told me his boss was on the way.

I told Mistress Lauren what was going on and she sighed gently and then she squinted her eyes as she looked a little past me while I stood at the car door bladed between her and the BG team all around us. There was a sound of sprinting foot steps and a good looking middle aged Arab man screamed to a stop at the top of the stairs. He looked less than pleased. But his expression changed completely in an instant. “I am going to him. Watch the fun.” She told me and we went through the familiar process of exiting the car. For the first time I saw her in full on dominatrix mode and it stunned me. But not as much as it surprised his staff.

Watching the power that a top class dominatrix has over her clients is extraordinary. Especially one as sexy, controlled and intelligent as Mistress Sarah. The average Domme who does a bit of tie and tease or just shouts at people and applies a bit of bondage and spanking cannot imagine the way that a woman of that kind works and operates. Mistress Sarah just stood and pointed at her toe. Her client practically slid down the stairs to kiss the toes of her shiny patent high heeled shoes. This powerful man grovelling like a snivelling worm and loving every second of it.